Sammie, the ring you purchased is a magical ring capable of granting the wearer one wish." How did you know my wife's name?" Max queried."I'm a fairy... Don't question my magical abilities. My name is Pixie, bythe way."Max and Sammie continued to stare, their 45-year-old bodies still doubting what the saw. Max finally broke the silence by saying, "Cool! I want a million dollars." Sorry, Max," Pixie replied. "Sammie's wearing the ring, so she gets tomake the wish, and she already has. She. Her nipples stood before me again, just like at the show yesterday, and I did what came naturally. I reached up and grabbed at them, and brought my face forward to put her nipple in my mouth. *Slap* A sharp pain stung my face and shocked me. "I never said you could touch me," Alex reprimanded with some authority. The surprise turned to anger in me, but was instantly mollified as she paired the slap with a hard thrust into my cock. The contrast of pain and pleasure was overwhelming and all I. Full length our bodies touched. Pressed tightly together, our lips kissed, arms hugged and our hips forced themselves against each other. Every movement giving signs of preparation for the new frontier each of us was ready to explore. Without releasing from the kiss, your fingers began unbuttoning my flannel shirt…fumbling…almost tearing at the little plastic clasps with no luck. You begin trying to untuck the shirt as if to lift it over my head. Still without success. By then you were frantic. . "I expected that we'd come in here and I'd have to tease you and mess with your head and get you hot again and you'd fight and whine, but eventually you'd give up and we'd have sex -- and then you'd go on this guilt trip and tell me we couldn't do it again, and I'd have to break down the barriers again next time..."Beth sighed. "I'm a terrible trainer for dealing with girls -- you're going to have to get that elsewhere. I'm a ... well ... a slut; I always was, but Toby's father liked it and.