Now, I did not expect anything from the day other that a continuation of our great togetherness and interaction. From that one kiss, however, I knew i... was going to be a special day. I reached out to her, encircled her soft waist with my arms, and pulled her close to me. I could feel her ample breasts press against my chest, and briefly imagined what they looked like. We "necked" like school k**s, exchanging the lead in shows of affection. Our hands began to wander, and I knew my reservations. Was this some type of new power that I manifested somehow? I shook my head as my advanced reason kicked into gear. I can't be a new move because all of my new moves had be picked up on by my RPG filter and reported to me. No, I suspect that the ability resides solely in this room.I was brought out of my thought when I caught the intense gaze of the Black-haired girl once again. She seemed just as mystified by my power as I was. She stared at me warily, her gaze occasionally flickering between. “I was wondering if I can be of some service to you.”No! Tell him no!“I’m not sure that I can make any more deals today,” Penelope says, looking around for her clothes.“I can get those for you,” the little fish fellow says. He leaps into the air. After a moment he is landing right back in front of the girl with her clothes and hat. “Here you are, free of charge.”“What are you?” the witch asks, squinting at him as if trying to decipher what exactly he is supposed to be. “Are you a frog?”“Never. In the end, just like our friend in her story, I up’d my game. And continue to! Not out of intimidation or jealousy, but desire. It wasn’t necessarily planned. I don’t know if it’s her “oh, oh” face, the way her body tremors, the way her pussy gushes, or just the way she looks at me after orgasming several times. I just find myself with the desire to try to provide her with an incredible fuck every time I, or anyone else, touch her. It’s amazing the little tips and tricks you pick up.