"Dressed as she was I wasn't too damn sure about that. But it got worse, much worse. Jane slid into my lap, cuddled her head against my chest and prop...ped her small, pretty feet on the opposite arm rest.Despite my best intentions to the contrary, I looked. She was intelligent and articulate beyond her years, but physically she apparently was going to be a late bloomer. There was not one hair on her legs or even between her legs that he could see. And, I saw that her small but delicately formed. After tasting her belly and navel satisfactorily I again started lifting her saree. I caught the hem with both hands and slowly started raising her saree upwards. I brought it up to her mid-thighs and looked at her face. When she looked at me, I raised her saree a bit more and hooked my fingers in to her panties waist band.Then I pulled her panties down, slowly, enjoying the intensity. She was wearing a purple coloured panty and it was wet. The smell coming from the panty was killing me out of. My nipples became hard and were now visible through my dress. He was circling my nipples over my clothes with his index and thumb. This was happening for about an hour. And suddenly the lights were on for the washroom break. A guy sitting next to us saw his hand on my boob. Again the lights were off after the break. My bf laid over my boobs and started circling my nipples with his tongue. And made it wet. The wet spot was visible well. He started biting my nipples and made t hard again. The guy. “Come, have a good rest, and we will cast the spell in the morning.”“Why not do it right now?” Vennoa asked.“Such rituals are best performed in the rising sun,” Seireri replied. “Also, from the looks of it, all of you need some rest. Tempest can do with another day.”“But—” Vennoa started, and noticed the rest of the party had already scattered off, following acolytes towards their assigned rooms.“Don’t worry,” Seireri said. “We’ll cast the spell once everyone is up tomorrow.”Vennoa sighed, and.