“oh are you? What will you do now then?”She didn’t reply.We carried on talking normally when we got home my mum, her brother and my little siste...r were fast asleep, so we decided to watch a film in my room, we were both on Facebook on our laptop until it got in to the film, about 30 minutes in i came off my laptop and layed on my back with my hands behind my head and under the quilt, she closed her laptop and went to the bathroom, she came back out in pyjamas and got under the covers laying on. . or hiding her pain,the tiny girl exclaimed, "Thank you. But if you don't mind..." shewinced as she gestured back towards her wing, "could you possibly...give me a ride?" She looked extremely embarrassed about this and blushedas she explained, "I can't fly right now."I just nodded at that. "Sure," I answered, trying to hide thenervousness in my voice. "I mean..." I muttered to myself, "I carry tinypeople with wings around all the time." Then I shook my head as I bentdown, wondering why it was. While Diane kissed her, Anita reached down between them and pulled up her plaid skirt. She bunched the material up between their naked crotches, and stroked Diane's blonde cunt-mound.Diane gasped. Her friend had never touched her that way before. No one had ever touched her that way before. Intense sensations shot through her and she licked Anita's neck, her lust rising to new heights."Then," Anita said, her voice strangely husky, "I reached down and took hold of his prick with both of my. Maybe I could let my hands tell her what I wanted. Slowly, I edged them lower to the top of her smooth ass.And then suddenly Mom’s head jerked as if she were waking. “Thanks, honey,” she said clearly, pulling herself up. She reached behind, pulling up her bathers and slipping on her shoulder straps.“My pleasure, Mom,” I said, getting up from the lounge chair. I’d crossed the red line. I headed inside, walking bow-legged like a cowboy whose just tried to break in the wrong horse. If I.