I tasted her tiny pink nipples. They were hard. She was enjoying this part of the game too. My arms met hers. I clasped them around the wrists and hel... them above her head. She wasn't expecting that.Another point for me. She would not be able to scratch me, leaving tell-tale marks on my body. I looked her in the eyes again. If she didn't know that I was onto her game before, she knew now. There was no need for pretense now."Let's do it, " she said.My cock was at her opening. She wrapped her. “That’s it?” she asked, staring at the tube. Her wishes and dreams, in liquid form.“Yup, that’s it.”“And I just spike his drink or something?”“You can do that, although it isn’t necessary. It’s very potent, and basically as long as it comes into contact with part of his body it’ll work.”“And what, he’ll just start banging away?”“No, there’s a few minutes while the potion takes hold, then he’s yours for a while. I’ll just leave it on the shelf until you get back. I just need to find a. She looked around for a minute or two trying to understand what was happening to her, then her eyes flew wide open.“No, no, no,” she tried to say, but it came out, “Oh, oh, oh.”Her abdomen felt like it was roiling. Her bowels were cramping and spasming. She looked around anxiously trying to figure out what to do. Then Annabelle’s words played back in her head. Annabelle had said something about the rope allowing her to reach the back of the stall and then had said, “... you might need that. . Peter you can go and chat with Marcus for a little bit ... see if you can get him to cheer up ... he's being such a stuffy old bear again!"She was leading Miranda to a table at the far side of the room, and all the time they were moving she was throwing instructions over her shoulder to Peter.They sat in the far corner, and Marcus could see that Amanda was talking animatedly to Miranda, who smiled in bemusement as she listened to her."Can I get you anything to drink Marcus?" Peter asked as he.