Her B-Cup, perky and firm tits were works of art that John never got tired of looking at, and he gave them both a hasty gentle massage with each of hi... hands."Lay on your stomach, trust me," John whispered in her ear. Tori maneuvered her self to the middle of the bed and lay down. John took a pillow and propped it at her midsection to raise her ass.He worked his hands down her back and across her ass cheeks, still covered by her soft panties, and made his way to her inner thighs. She whimpered. He reached up and played with my tiny light-brown nipples and luckily they hardened on their own. At least I felt tingles from my nipples and my pussy got more and more wet. How can I be so filled by his hardness and yet feel so empty I wondered? My brain drifted north and south. Now I understood how prostitutes could be intimate with a client and yet feel nothing. Previously I could not comprehend such a thing since lying naked beside a man had seemed so intimate and soul bearing. And yet now. He pulled me down and leaned me back against the tree then pushed my skirt up. He popped his jeans, eyeing me afraid Id scream or run I guess. His cock popped out hard, and I cried harder. It was only about six inches long and not very thick. He leaned in and kissed my lips working his finger in my wet cunt, then sucked my nipples again before saying. Itll feel good baby, just relax. He thought he was raping me, but he was so gentle. He moved positions and used his hand to push my panties. ."Please! Oh please..." she cried as her body twisted and bucked in an effort to relieve the raging need within her loins.She woke laying on the floor, her body still humming from the intense pleasure. She slowly rose to her feet, her eyes widening as everything seemed a normal size, not as gigantic as before. She looked down, marveling at how far away the floor was now. She blushed as she realized she stood naked before the sorcerer. "Here," he said, tossing her a light brown robe. She slipped.