''Okay then, it's my turn. See ya in a minute, right?' he said.'Sure thing, Harry.' She replied, distracted by examining her ring.Harry approached the... tent cautiously, not prepared mentally to cut throughthe illusions and trickery. Normally sceptical at the best of times, actuallyvisiting a psychic was an anathema to him. He could not believe he had beenthe one even to suggest it.He moved the tent door aside to enter, immediately noticing the stale smellof ancient objects. The walls of the tent. I went up and squeezed her boobs over her black bra and started kissing her cleavage at the same time I started unhooking her bra. I took her bra off and was shocked to see those hot melons and immediately pounced on them. I sucked her right nipple while squeezing her left boob and she was moaning a little louder this time. I then removed my t shirt and my jeans. She was looking at my organ and slowly placed her hand on my cock and gave it a little squeeze. I was in heaven!She then got up and. I just blinked at her a few times in silence."Mrs. Haroth?" Emily asked in a timid voice.The woman opened the door fully and looked at both of us."Oh, I thought you were..." She stopped as she stared into my eyes. Shebegan looking us up and down."Yes, dear, I'm Olivia Haroth and who are you?" She continued toevaluate us both."I'm Andrea Demmit and this is my sister Allison, ma'am. We're in townfor the Richardson Wedding on Saturday. Father told us to look up UncleRoland if we should ever be in. " Aunty tugged the frilly satin rumba panties over myglistening baby panties as she continued, "The lingering aroma of herstale wee-wees reminds her - and others - of her true status: that sheis nothing but a silly baby girl who still wets her panties and wetsher bed." My throat thickened in shame, and I suddenly found it hard toswallow the cold orange cordial.Mandy laughed and nodded, and then she was called outside by herdaughters. She left us with a wide departing smile for my noisyslurping.