Sorry Bobby stammered, Rosie, this is Georgina, my girlfriend Georgie she corrected, offering her hand to Rosie, Only my mum calls me Georgina, Bobble...! Rosie took Georgies hand and shook it, her annoyance and embarrassment evaporating. She remained jealous though, wondering what Bobbles was doing with this slip of a girl, no matter how cute she was. Bobby introduced Rosie as a college friend to Georgie, A lecturer? She enquired. More of a mature student Rosie answered, hating the vision she. .. almost comforting experience."So many my own size," Kestra mused, staring out the window again at thepeople below, all of them looking tiny again from her height. Howevershe knew that none of them were. They were all just as tall as shewas...as strange as that seemed. "And none of them were affright..."Kestra slowly turned from the window and looked around the home of theone whose body she was using. Apparently, the Gray One... Mr. G hadoffered to set her up in an inn, but the one who's body. April was aghast at how narrow the roads were around there, barely wide enough for one car, yet bi-directional. She gasped in fear at the speed at which Rachael’s driver took them.She learned about Oast Houses, where the barley and hops for beer making were grown in Kent, and how during the 1930’s and 40’s, how it was a favorite holiday destination, where the less well-off would come from London for a working holiday, picking the hops and then storing them in the distinctive Oast houses, with. It was such a turn on.I started to bob my head up and down on his big cock, and he just sat with is hand behind his head, moaning. This continued for about 5 minutes, when all of a sudden he grabbed my head, pulled it down on his cock, as far as my head could go, and shot his warm cum down my throat. I successfully swallowed every last drop, and I sat up.“You give the best head ever GabeI smiled at him, and we just looked into each others eyes. I have to admit though, Dan was on my mind. .