He picked up the jar of lotion and unscrewed the lid. The room was already noticeably warmer than when they had arrived, and the fragrance of the puka... puka oil and lava lava flowers seemed stronger than their previous experiment. He commented, “This seems stronger, somehow, but I made the batch the same way.”Brenda shrugged, which made her breasts wobble pleasantly to her husband’s eyes. Something seemed different, but she chalked it up to the temperature in the room. It was warmer, and if she. ‘I love you, Laney.’ She stretched and wrapped her arms around him, smoothing her fingers up and down his back. ‘I love you too, Connor.’ She mewed with disappointment as he shifted off of her. He chuckled when he turned on his side and drew her into the curve of his body. He nuzzled her neck, kissing the sensitive skin just behind her ear. ‘Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet,’ he purred. A shiver ran through her at the husky tone of his voice and he laughed again, cupping her breast. She landed on her side and then sat up, her thong twisted around her hips and her hair over her eyes. He reached over and pulled the lacy chemise over her head and pulled it down around her wrists. Pulling a large pillow over to the edge of the bed, he pushed her down onto it, half on her side so she wasn’t lying on her belted hands. He caressed the breast, the tidy little champagne-glass tit proffered to him, and pushed her hair back off of her face. Her eyes were closed. He looked down at. Fran's wish only partially came true. Dave did finger her on the way to school, but he was careful not to let her have an orgasm. Fran arrived at school filled with dread and anticipation. She expected to see every boy at school wearing the red badges sporting the large white 'FF' that gave them permission to fuck her whenever they wanted to. She was not sure if she was relieved or disappointed when she did not see a single boy wearing one. Her fantasy/nightmare about this day was that she.