"I know what you mean. I keep thinking I wasn't like that," Jaimiesaid, "Then I think back and I think Oh My Gosh! I was probably worse." You know I c...n only hope I wasn't old enough to be such a jerk," Jerisaid, "but to be fair it's probably because guys don't have a brainjust testosterone." Your mother wants to see you guys. She doesn't care what's happened toyou," Jaimie said the day before the dance."No way I can get out of it?" Jeri said."Not part of the deal," Jaimie said."Okay. No big I. "But we need more meat. And I am theonly woman available on such short notice", she tried to reason withhim."No, I just won't allow it. We will haveto just cancel the party then or get some pork instead.", Bill protested.Susan who had involuntarily listenedin on the conversation interrupted the two. "Ahem. May I make a suggestion?" What is it?", Margaret asked her."I might know someone who might be ableto help you out.", Susan said hesitantly. "But I am not sure." Hell, we can give it a try. It. She also missed America and her life there. In America she had been free to do what she liked since her parents were away most of the time. Ministry business they told her, she didn’t press since they never asked her what she did with her time while they were away. Since her time was her own, she made the most of it. While she always studied hard and earned good grades, she also learned other things that didn’t necessarily include magic. In America, young witches and wizards didn’t attend. Glancing up at me she giggled lightly, licked her lips and softly said, “Susan and Cheryl were right; pussy flavored cock doesn’t taste bad at all.”Sliding her lips down over the crown she ran her tongue around the rim. With one hand wrapped around my cock and the other kneading my nuts she started bobbing her head. Damn! She was good!I pulled her hinny around, lifted her up and lowered her delicate puss, still wet and slick with our combined fluids, onto my face. She was right; our combined.