Although they were training and the track they were now on was new to them and wasn't part of the marathon training circuit, the thought of again have... their cocks sucked and fucking the cunt and arse of this middle aged woman was enough for them to forget training for a bit at least. "How about tomorrow, same time and meeting at the bridge" Graham said. "Tomorrow, fantastic" she called as she began to peddle awayAs they recommenced their activity of riding both, almost at the same time said. "I. I just want to have fun, take care of some needs I’m not getting elsewhere right now. And since you aren’t getting it anywhere else right now either, I see no reason why we shouldn’t help each other out, if you know what I mean.” I just smiled back down at Jess. I could not have expressed my own feelings on the matter better if I had tried. “I agree completely! I feel the same way. So no relationship, no obligations, just normal friends – who sleep with each other!”Jess smiled again and. She came in her room; I did not pip a sound. I looked to the side; she had some red high heels on with white pantyhose. Oh my, she hasn't taken off her uniform! I had the same clothes on as she did. I instantly got a hard-on again! She sat down on the bed, and what I saw next I remember so clearly still after all these years. I saw that she was taken her shoes off one by one slowly; I was so aroused! I moved my head closer to her feet so I could see her white pantyhose feet with her pink nail. .” Her head shot up. “Oh, no. I have to go.”Before I could ask, the statue went lifeless. Then began shrinking. I jerked my finger out of her pussy. Zanyia hissed in surprise, her hair bristling, her tail sticking out straight behind her. The magic animating the statue vanished. It dwindled down into a little statuette the size of my hand.“What’s going on, Master?” Zanyia asked.“Probably her father,” I groaned. “She can’t let him know she’s using her powers, or he’ll wonder which proxy she’s.