Convention. Two kids were black, one was Asian…you get the idea. You *really* want to make sure you get a hundred of each.’ I giggled. I was feeli...g sooooo hot. ‘So, what, like, happens after I do a hundred of each?’ Wendy ran her hand over my flat belly, resting it on my incredibly sensitive pussy. I shuddered. ‘Make sure you keep a careful count. You don’t want to make any mistakes. You save the hundredth girl for last. Once you’ve taken care of all the others, you pick a girl and lick her. .”“I can remind her I would do anything to take her place. Thank you Master.”She ended up being the only other one visiting my office from the Whiteman case after it concluded. She came in smiling showing me a bag of peyote. I asked if she brought the ancient aphrodisiac and she rattled a pill bottle holding little blue pills.“And yours?” I asked.“Your beautiful cock and your beautiful mind,” she admitted.I looked at Sandy who smirked. “She asked permission for a weekend with you. I gave her a. It was around this time that Lenny found the lamp. ‘Hey,’ said Lenny. ‘I’ve found a lamp.’ So he had: it was one of those old-fashioned oil-burning things, brassy and curvy, straight out of a bad 60s sitcom about blonde female genies. ‘There’s gotta be a genie in that,’ I said. ‘Only one way to find out,’ grinned Lenny, as he set about rubbing the lamp. ‘You be careful with that,’ Blinn warned. ‘For all you know, it may contain an evil genie.’ ‘An evil genie?’ Lenny echoed. ‘What, like in that. "Piss over my cunnie? Let's see how good your aim is."His aim was very accurate and he had soon saturated her narrow Brazilian strip, leaving a large amber pool in front of the crouching girl. She rose up off her haunches and took his hand in hers to walk together to the beach.As she had predicted, it was deserted. Topless, Molly settled face down on her beach towel. "Oil me, Nick? All over please."He knelt beside her and began slowly applying the suntan lotion to her shoulders and back, before.