From my feet he then starts to run his lips up my calves, paying a lot of attention to the back of my knees, lifting my legs up and out to do so, and ...otally exposing my welcoming sex lips and vagina in invitation to him to go on further. And he does, brushing his lips up my thighs, gradually concentrating on the tender flesh of my upper and inner thighs before again I feel him place his lips on my labia, and probe with his tongue, firstly at my prominent clitoris, which sends wild signals. The calluses andblisters were gone. His beautiful nails were grown a half inch past hisfinger tips. These were no longer the hands of someone called Ogre.They were the hands of a model."Hey Ogre!" one of his rugby teammates said quietly as he passed whereAndrew was seated. Andrew hid his hands and smiled. "Good seeing you!" Oh shit! Oh shit!" He packed up his new book bag and left the library. It seemed a little heavier than when he walked in. He felt his breastsjiggle a little under the. "Playing psychologist now are we?" smirked the older sister."Perhaps. However, we did eventually get to the bottom of things."Phillipe cast a quick glance at Helen who looked quickly away. He smiled. "When we finished she said she was really glad she had come." Oh really," replied Katy skeptically."Yes. She told me she'd like to come again, so I told her she could come as often as she liked. Isn't that right Mother?"Helen's head snapped up. "Uh... yes, I... guess so." You really helped her?". I decided to call a fewmates round for a game tonight, it was Saturday after all so we couldhave a few beers and a laugh with this game. I was intrigued to discoverwhere the magic would come into it.***Later that evening, I was sitting around the table with my best friendsSteve, Billy and Andy. The cards, chips and timer were on the table andI was reading out the instructions to the rest."The game is to be played in its most basic form. Everyone starts withchips to a total of 100. Two chips are.