Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she ...id not know. Information Please could supply anyone’s number and the correct time.My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no. ”“Please Mr Jons, you know me.” Hand drifting down to crotch of short skirt. “Can’t you just please issue one of the spare keys, please” Fingers pressing into crotch in time with the shimmying...“Are you OK Abi? You look a bit flushed there.”“ Noooo. I am really desperate Mr Jons” fingers and hand disappear beneath hem of skirt “ I need to get in the apartment nowwww. Pleeeease.”“Ah, you need the toilet.”“Yesss. Oh my god nooooo.” A small stagger and squeezing of the knees together. “Noooo.”. She buried her face in the pink pussy, wanting very much indeed to taste it directly from the source.Crystal moaned as turn number two became official and she now was tied with Veronica and Jasmine for first. She also just leaned back and enjoyed the young girl licking her, as she finished the chocolate pie on the table, licking it off her chocolate fingers.Kendra licked hungrily, partly because she was in a state of complete insatiable lust, partly because she was in a hurry to get the full. I take a seat on the couch and press play on the DVD player, sit back and close my eyes as she opens the door.She closes the door behind her and turns to walk into the living room. When she catches sight of me she yelps and drops her gym bag, completely aghast. She screams at me "Wh..who the fuck are you?! What are you doing in my fucking house?!" I say nothing, and smile. It's then she notices the tv. My excellent camera work zooms in on her face, full of carnal joy and lust as her mystery man.