“Lesson 1 in 2 hrs from now.” ---xxx--- He felt the hard edges of his spellbook through his hoodie pouch as he ascended the stairs to apartment 8. He’d examined it since Betsy had given it to him. It was bound in dark leather, and a drawing was printed on the front public in gold. It depicted an ethereal, androgynous being, with breasts, a penis, and ram’s horns. It held its hands to the heavens amidst a stylized wreath of light. When he opened the cover he found only blank pages. He didn’t actually know that it was a spellbook, but he doubted it was a bird watching journal. He got to the landing, knocked on Betsy’s door, and steeled himself for her presence, only to find somebody else receiving him when it swung open. What grabbed his attention first wasn’t her green hair, or her multiple lewd tattoos, but her crop top that featured an intricate depiction of a skull vomiting smaller skulls. Betsy stood out because of her captivating outdoor features and sultry elegance, this girl just plain stood out. She was short, and about his age, 19 or 20. A belt buckle style choker hugged her neck, and multiple piercings ridged her ears, which stuck out slightly from her medium-length, mossy locks. Her crop top stretched over cute, handful-sized boobs, and revealed a small waist with a pierced navel. Below that she blowjob wore camouflage paratrooper fatigues that hugged extremely curvy hips. “Your the new guy?” her eyelined eyes looked him up and down with brows raised. “I mean nice aura but you look like you work in an ice cream truck.” “We’ll work on his appearance.” Betsy’s voice sounded from amateur around the door frame. “I’m guessing you’re the other apprentice,” he said. “You got me Sherlock,” she turned and walked inside, leaving the Hardcore door open for him. And Baxter latched onto Lexi and I as our constant and devoted companion. “yes I outdoor did it! It was as if she had never fully recovered from that dreamlike state Evan sent her into that morning in Gloria's bed, and what happened with Cindy later. This time he did jump and so did she. “Bunn! When she dismounted the horizontal bars, public I always winced, afraid she would roll her ankle one day. It took Dr. Miller another minute to come to his senses or as close as he could get. She was big in the hips, thighs and ass and white and smooth, with some freckles, but not fat. I blinked my eyes. “That’s it,” he said. I reached over and grabbed her hand, holding it in mine. I tapped my father on the should and her began to kiss my mother. He just blowjob smiled. My ladies unhooked their bikini tops and took them off. Hardcore Both of them continued to masturbate long after the three guys had cum all over the hardwood floor in front of them. He raised the arm – and Jess with it. She snapped. “Maybe you do!” I panted, thrusting into mother's depths. My tongue reaches the engorged bump of her erogeneity. Girls were all sluts for my dick even when they pretended they weren't. That’s all it takes? She parked and got out. Well, I thought that sort amateur of devotion should be rewarded. She pulled her knees up, crossed her calves over his ass, and clung to him. “But, how?” Mallory demanded loudly. For rutting. She felt as if she had cheated him.