.yet!”I didn’t need asking twice kneading her ample breasts and gently squeezing her nipples,“Harder!”I pinched them between and fingers and t...wisted them a little, I heard a slight moan of pleasure, encouraged I increased the pressure receiving a gasp and a sly smile,“you’re catching on, why not use your mouth”I moved my head down and tentatively kissed her brown nipples then teasing them with my tongue before grasping each one between my lips and sucking hard. I felt a hand pushing on my head. Steven came home from being at his friend Patrick's one day and Patrick came home with him. Patrick was seventeen and the sporty type, a "jock" I guess you'd say. He walked in wearing a ball cap and sweat pants (which I might add displayed a healthy package) and t-shirt. He had his hair buzzed under the cap and he was quite tall with a great physique. Silly me was oblivious to what Steven was up to...He got behind me when I was at the kitchen sink and started massaging my tits and stuck his. ‘And whoever you’re frettin’ about will understand, I just know it.’ I straightened in my seat. ‘What?’ She laughed gently. ‘You look like a dog waitin’ to be kicked. You think you’re cheatin’ on somebody, don’t you? Let me guess: you’ve got a woman back home.’ It was a little uncanny how well she’d read me. I’m sure I flushed a little. ‘Smart girl. Why don’t you explain things to me? I’m feeling a little stuck, myself.’ Jenny laughed delightedly. ‘I knew it! See, I knew you weren’t getting. ”“You said something I’d like to ask you about, Povon.” Mark said as he sat back, having finished eating, and idly swirled a mug half full of hot cider. “Something about how our bodies run by lightning?”“Actually, the non-magical aspects of our bodies work by a kind of very slow fire, thus we need to fuel ourselves, we give off heat, we breathe in fresh air, and breathe out stale air, just as fire does. But our nerves and brains send messages to each other with tiny sparks of lightning. The.