”With that she waltzed off, leaving me a dripping mess by the gin bar. I was actually worried I might be dripping. Between the constant stimulation,...the dirty talk and the complete absence of any absorbent material guarding my nether region, it was a distinct possibility.The next half an hour was pure torture. I mingled with family members, hugged my dad, avoided my mother, chatted inanely to family friends, avoided my mother, made innocuous small talk, avoided my mother and glanced at the. That’s insane. Anyone who knows me knows that I will swear on a stack of bibles in a court of law and admit to anything and everything I’ve ever done sexually, regardless of how uncomfortable it might make some pseudo-conservatives and religious zealots, because I’ve never done anything immoral or i*****l and I’m not ashamed of people knowing that I color outside the lines. I’m of the strong belief that two consenting adults should test the waters to see what they enjoy and explore. Opening her closet, she took out a huge bag, unzipping it, Ehda took out a long black dress with long sleeves, and no cleavage show; she cut a long slit in it to make it sexier; like in the Hollywood movies she saw with femme fatales on high heels and side slits barely showing their thighs. Putting on the dress, she looked absolutely gorgeous; like a Bond girl but much sexier with big tits begging to be released and bootylicious curves demanding to be in a man's arms. The Egyptian bombshell. Danica spoke the words of the teleportation spell with the pattern firmly in her mind, and they walked the corridors of magic.The first thing both women noticed was the oppressive heat. The air was heavy with moisture. Both women gasped at first, and it took them a few moments to adjust to the hot, humid atmosphere."Gods, it's hot," Danica exclaimed while fanning her hand in front of her face. A woman with long, kinky, curled hair walked into the room and bowed as Danica finished speaking. The.