I now had my hand up under her skirt and was nearing her pubic region and she looked at me and asked me how I knew she was bi-sexual. I told her that ...I really didn't but when she didn't move away from my foot and then didn't leave when I placed my hand on her thigh I felt it was ok for me to continue. I never stopped eating as my fingers finally reached her panty covered pussy and I pulled on the leg band of her panty and pushed inside. I found her pussy to be steaming and as I found her hard. “Please.” “Here you are then,” and she held one up in front of my face. I closed my mouth over the Minstrel in the tips of her fingers. I tasted of Natalie’s pussy. I looked at her. “Was that dipped in your juicy pussy by any chance?” I enquired. “Think of it as a fusion of two of your favourite tastes, my fanny and chocolate” she replied. It was too dark to see but I knew Natalie would have a glint in her eye. She was right. I loved the taste of her juicy pussy. It has a sweet taste, not like. “Normally I crack a rib or two first, a hard punch or three to the side of the chest works. I can tell this shit is a talker and really I hate that. A broke rib shuts them right up. But yeah, I’ve snapped bigger arms then him. Like a twig. They make loud noises then.”Erin got deeper into her character, she gave a evil smile. “He pushed me and he ... YUCK. My guy, Eli, will know it with a glance and I would confess anyway, so he is already broken up with me. Two years wasted. I am free to .... Any other special requests?”“I’d like to piss my tallow into her,” I said.“Would you let a lad piss his gravy into you if you were a lass?”“I would if that wouldn’t put a roast in my oven.”“Then that’s not a problem,” he said. “And what do you want this lass of yours to look like? Compare her to you on this mirror.” He conjured up a mirror, floating over the pentacle. I saw myself: a lad of eighteen, only three years into wizard school, still tall and gangly, with a long face with a few.