I couldn’t bring myself to look at the guy who had just sat next to me. I had to fight the urge to tell him I wasn’t gay, or even curious or anyth...ing... I was in a bit of a panic, and then his knee touched mine... and I wasn’t in a panic anymore. I don’t know how, but I knew what I wanted to do, and I did it.I slowly placed a finger from my left hand against his leg. He moved slightly, almost imperviously, towards me. I took that as the signal I needed to move and so I put my hand on his leg,. I gripped the side of the bath with one hand and ran my fingers through her wet hair with the other, as she lay feather light kisses where, until recently, I'd had a tiny strip of hair. I could feel my heart thumping in anticipation of her touch on my clit, I knew I was dripping and was desperate for her to taste me. Her tongue gently probed the top of my lips, which easily moved apart, exposing my excited clit. Without warning, she thrust her tongue deep into my hole, making me scream out and. Okay, I'm back. My Mom wanted to remind me that Charmed is on television tonight. It’s a Halloween Special. There's something about a show filled with hot witches that turns me on. Anyway, in my family we all sit around the television to watch this show.What's that?Oh yes. I'm the only witch in my family and they haven't a clue.Did I mention its Halloween in a couple of days? I've been, like, invited to a really kewl party. A couple of my girlfriends are trying to set me up with Damien. . She kneeled on top of my face and started to grind her dripping wet snatch across my nose and mouth. I stuck my tongue out and moved my head closer. My face now wet and covered in her sweet love juices. I opened my eyes to see the guy from the other side of the kitchen unzip his fly and place his erect cock in Rebecca’s mouth. Her grinding was getting faster and more frantic, my tongue flat against my chin went from rubbing against her clit to momentarily being inside her love hole and back.