"What if you just wear my uniform? Youwon't get near as much hassle as I would get." But we need to press the issue from both sides," she pressured. "...f itis just me they might find it easier to force me to follow their rules.But if both of us do it, then more people will hear about it and maybe wecan get some changes made." So this only works if I make a fool of myself," Kevin sighed."You won't look like a fool," she teased. "You still have nice legs andwill look great in my skirt. And I think. She gasped softly pressing her back into my chest, her head titled back over my shoulder, exposing her neck. I initially thought that she’d might reject the morning arousal and intimacy, but she didn’t. I naughtily looked at her small breasts, her eyes still drowsy and curtained with her hair. Her nipples were erect. Temperature, maybe? They were not big, they were what most people called petite. I didn’t. I found them alluring. Probably A or B. I wasn’t sure. I never studied sizes. I brushed. One thing that did amazed him was that even though he knew Kat was over four thousand seasons old, still far younger than he was, Kat still looked like she was no more than eighteen to twenty seasons old, and he checked her a for a glamour spell early on, and he determined that she wasn't using any.The natural beauty was also something of a plus in Kat's favor, although it was confusing to him how it was possible. No records seemed to indicate how it was possible if she wasn't magically keeping. I seized one of his hands from my waist, clamped it against my engorged clit, and start grinding like a peppermill, making myself cum again with his dick remaining almost fully erect inside of me. “This feels so good, Kev, I can’t stop.”As he caught his breath, he caressed my glistening back with his left hand. “Should I be concerned that you are unusually turned on because I bought you an expensive piece of jewelry?”In an orgasmic daze, I kept smashing my soaked bush against the heel of his.