“Speaking of Ikuno, it seems like she has figured out how to use your restroom,” said Kal as everyone was finishing up with their lunch, except Fe...li, she had stopped eating earlier with concerns it might make her too heavy for the flights back.Rone perked up, “Really?”“Apparently you need to have a little bit of magic ability to activate them, or one of these,” said Kal slipping the crystal out of his vambrace and handing it to the man. “That one is nearly flawless, so it will continue to. Thought I would let you know I put a copy aside for you,” she replied. The tone, pitch and the rhythm of her words suggested that she was going to continue speaking. She didn’t continue with what she wanted to say.I allowed a few seconds to pass before I replied and pictured Cyra nervously biting her lip, and squeezing her legs together tightly to trap her sensitive, swollen, wet pussy. “Thank you, Cyra. I’ll pick it up on Monday.”“Oh,” her voice echoed disappointment. She felt embarrassed at. Not knowing anyone meant that while most other students got a ride to school, or if they were a senior they drove their own car, Stacey was relagated to taking the bus with the junior high school students. The AC was always broken on the bus and the junior high school students were so annoying. After a week of riding the bus, she decided that she'd rather take the 40 minute walk home instead.Stacey was about half way home one day when a shiny black escalade with tinted windows rolled up on her.. Poking and prodding and squeezing as you kiss my face. Unsatisfied, you move lower, and fumble with the button on my pants.I wear nothing beneath the pantyhose; shorn even of my strawberry bush by morticians you realize likely took liberties with me already. Your hand slips underneath the waist of the nylons, and you marvel at the smoothness of my mound. No matter the fucking the morticians may have given me, they at least cleaned me up well.You fingers play for a moment at my lips--one on each.