”“Splendid! I need some for a potion. Hand it over and I’ll take you home.”“It’s… not that easy.”“Why not?”Oh boy, was I really go...ng to talk the birds and the bees with a fairy? Did they not have sex in their culture? This whole situation was ludicrous. Why was I worried about the fairy not understanding human sex? “It takes a little bit of work to… extract.”“I’m not afraid of a little manual labor, what do I gotta do?” she asked. What is even happening right now? Is this seriously going. This would be great in a coat pocket on a winter day, might want two, one for each pocket as handwarmers. Weird thoughts. Also, so much for my passivity, first time, maybe, but I have done this many times in my minds eye. Let’s get on with the adventure.Belinda murmured, “Do you want to roll over, honey?” I absolutely did, nothing much was going to happen with my face and cock planted on her futon. As I rolled over, Belinda slid fully up my body so we were now side by side, faces close. And she. She was tasty - you might call her cheap if you saw her - she always wore a tight short skirt - so tight you could make out the lining of her undies and it didn't half show off her little backside. She had big tits too - you should've seen em - enormous they were - sticking out at you like two ripe melons - it was like she was pokin em at you an invitin you like. Anyhows - I always had a hard on when I went round with her. She had fake blonde hair, curly, I think the curls were fake too - but. Over the next two orgies, Taffy continued to learn how to tease and be teased, and she was a fast learner. I loved to suck her young tits and stroke her ass, and before long she knew exactly how to bring my cock to just before the point of orgasm. One of the customs of the orgy's foreplay session was that people were to switch partners after a few minutes, so that everybody could pleasure each other, and Taffy did her part. And she had a lot of help, particularly when Gloria, another of our.