" I was pouting. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't think ofthe words. Something seemed wrong. "Um," I repeated. The genie just satthere. ... wanted her to talk so I wouldn't have to keep thinking.Thinking of what I was going to say kinda hurt. "Um... like... I... Ithought I was... um... supposed to be... like... um, um... a businesswoman!" God that felt good. I got the thought out and really felt happywith myself. Almost proud."You didn't wish to be a business woman," said the. My hands dig into her thighs as she rides the toy, but not only riding it, controlling it and the situation. The way her hips roll, it pushes the toy over that one spot. She knows that she hit it because she moves and grinds down harder; our clits mashing together; our juices dripping down on the table. Leaning down, she takes my other nipple between her lips and sucks at first, then again with the teeth, only this time she bites down so hard it feels like she could pierce it. “Fucking bitch!“. While many may find it odd that May was wearing her school uniformwhen it was summer holidays but, when I was young, it wasn't unusual for girls to wear school uniform almost all the time which for me, for someone who had one hell of a fascination for navy blue school knickers (and any other colour for that matter)it was like a gift from heaven.May sat quietly on one of the swings till, after a little while, she smiled innocently and stood up on it, starting to make it go higher and higher.. I loved a cock inside me. No dildo or vibrator could ever take the place of a real cock. My appetite had led me to be unfaithful to Chantelle in the past and I knew how much it hurt her every time she saw me with a man. And now, I would never need a man again, my beautiful Chantelle could satisfy that desire."Oh, Great Goddess, I thank you for this gift," I intoned, trying to capture the same pompous tone that Babylon used. "Thank you providing your Daughter with the Seed of Life. No longer.