"Oooh! I LOVE your boobies!" a giggle burst forth, and Patricia found herself clapping her hands together and smiling vacantly. "They are so YUMMY-loo...king!" Oh, Christ. There she had gone off again."Ms Mulholland! I will thank you, as the teacher of my son, to not comment on my yummy tits!"Shit! Shit! Shit! "I'm sorry, Ms Mulholland. They just look so lickety, jismy delicious that-- fuck! I don't mean to be saying these things. I-- Could I just pop one of the nipples into my mouth? Just for a. At first, I only smelled them, and then I’d rush back to my room to beat off. Eventually, I realized that she probably had enough pairs of underwear to not recognize that one was missing. So, I started to take them, and basically d**** them on my face as I took her smell in, and I would have some really great orgasms by myself. Then, I got stupid, and I would start keeping my favorite ones. It wasn’t long until she noticed that her underwear started to go missing. The day she confronted me. Before we had left Green Island, we had peppered the hull of my shuttle with some of the new crystals. I’d also added a spell that let me use the power of the ship to redirect any spells I wanted to wherever I wanted them to go. It could also suck up magic directed towards the shuttle and the crystals absorbed the energy.Storm had mentioned they planned to use a storm to wreak havoc on the island. With my ship being in the vicinity, it was sucking up their magic. I said aloud, “I’m surprised. To say we were a mixture of fingers and tongues, groping, kissing and stroking was an understatement. I’m sure the mirror in the cubicle was beginning to steam up! Suddenly, I found myself being pushed against the back of the cubicle, as Aisha fell to her knees. Gemma began to kiss my boobs as I stroked her legs, making her skirt ride up until it was like a puckered roll of cotton. It made deep impressions into her thighs, forming a clear line against her skin as my fingers rubbed her pussy. At.