Hisnails were light pink as was his lipstick, and a simple ribbon set offhis lengthening hair very nicely. He looked quite a bit younger dressedthis w...y than his real age of 14.Neither his mother nor Anne spoke to him on the long drive to MissHampson's place. He was given a bottle of drink but he was not keen todrink anything because he knew he would wet himself during the trip. Ithad happened to him before. It wasn't so much the wetting of himselfthat worried him, it was that he was required. Thinking nothing of it as he downed the glass. John had noticed that Torran had grabbed a bucket a moment before why?... That's when the liquid hit his stomach. "What was that, it wasn't that bad..." John started then his mouth hung open as everything he'd just drank decided on a return trip! "What was that!" A now pale John was asking a timid acting Triance. "A very old remedy for exhaustion of magic energy." Leaning close Triance added, "I have heard that it has an incredibly horrible taste.. She took me very deeply, and then, to my amazement, she began to hum, her vibrating throat muscles tickling me so unbearably that I gasped and murmured, ‘Ellie, I’m going to cum, I’m going to . . . Ellie, here I . . . oh, take it! Take it! I’m cumming!’ as I exploded in utter ecstasy. Her throat muscles moved and I felt my prick and her throat in unison, then in harmony, as she swallowed all of it I could pump. Like almost any man, I was exhausted by the extreme sexual tension and ultimate. If Audrey chooses to show you her text messages from me from the past months, you will see that I sent her the littlest of things but did so whenever I thought of her, which was often. There probably are hundreds of photos on her cellphone of flowers, beach scenes, sunsets from airliner windows, children playing, autumn leaves, chipmunks scurrying and the coolest 1966 GTO ever, seen at a car show. You will not find pictures of my cock or her body on her phone because those were unimportant.