Jazzy began to breathe heavily, taking in gulps of air through her open mouth as she slowly moved toward her orgasm.Just as she reached the edge, John... suddenly stopped and sat up, leaving her body in need of cumming. She watched as he stood up and looked around the room, finally asking, “Do you have any straight-back chairs?”"Ah, yes, in the kitchen,” Jazzy told him, sitting up, realizing that her first spanking was about to happen. She felt a tingle down there, the same tingle she got when. You regenerate power faster than it can suck it off of you. However, it will interfere with your memory a bit. It knows a good thing when it stumbles across one," she said."Can we do anything about it?" I asked."Yes. I can drive it out of you, or off you, depending on where it is located. It will take only a short time," she said.So it was. She did a spell, and the cast it at me. I actually felt something being torn out of my skull. While it didn't hurt; it was... well, disgusting! It also. I probably should've just gotten out of there, and drank until I couldn't remember what I'd read, but something compelled me to look at the next one. Nervously, I clicked on the next file and read; Me and my sister, are watching TV one night, and quite frankly bored by the lack of anything on. Suddenly, Jenny crawls over to me on the couch."What are you doing Jenny?" My sister answers by kissing me on the lips. We start making out, and groping at each other. In the midst of this, my sister. This is how a God beholds his queen.You dip your index fingertip into the glass of cold water on the side table. Hundreds of condensed droplets of water turn into rivulets on the surface of the glass, the water evaporating too quickly from the small puddle below. The wet fingertip runs over my lips, barely moistening them. Drawing a line down over my chin to my neck, you wet your finger again. It teases around and about, coming to rest between my breasts. A soft moan escapes my lips as you lean.