‘And you’re not going to see it either,’ I taunt, purposefully antagonizing you. Your reaction is exactly what I had anticipated and you move to...wards me, the look of desire in your eyes. I step backwards for every step you advance. Finally you make a lunge for me. I anticipated this move, but my limbs are shorter than yours, so I do not make my escape. You have caught hold of the bottom hem of my dress. I am afraid to move away for fear of ripping the fabric. I have a trapped look on my face,. "Uuuhhh! Mmmm!" Michele's orgasmic screams echoed in my ears as she came all over her sister's fingers, still working away at her cunt and asshole. Michele's body heaved until her orgasmic spasms slowly subsided. Michele lay still, reeling from the huge orgasm her sister had given her.Then all at once, she sat upright and grabbed her sister by the hair. "You call that an orgasm bitch? I'll show you how it's done." Michele said, forcing her sister on her back. Michele turned to me, still in awe. If you are looking for a particular spell, you need only ask.Jason closed the Book. "Show me the spell that taps energy from the lines, the one we cast--"Flipflipflipflip... "--on Saturday."The spell was displayed before he finished his statement. The pages appeared intact. He tried a few more of the line manipulation spells. All were present and pristine.He had the Book revert to the mind control spells. He could find all the ones he remembered. All were perfect, as if the ink had only just. Penelope, nearing fifty, had slowed down a step or two giving Attia the advantage of her quickness. Instead of using the wooden weapon to slash her mother's side, she slapped her on the ass with the flat of the wooden blade. It stung and Penelope became angry but she recalled doing that to her daughter back in Spain when Attia was a young teen. It seemed amusing then but not now that she was on the receiving end, it wasn't so funny.They both would practice their spear throwing and archery. As.