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Chapter 5 by Mehereok Mehereok

What is happening to them?

Inner Confines Coming Out

Olivia racked her brain considering the possibilities. Why was this happening? Why would her shirt open, expose her admittedly ample tits, only around him, and her panties wind up on her ankles? Only around him? Ok, the kiss was her doing. She didn’t mind it, though.

"I think I got it" she told Evan. “It’s unusual, I’ll say, but..This thing..And you can admit it..Taps into our deepest thoughts about someone..” Olivia began.

“Notice, my shirt didn’t fly open for anyone else but you..My panties, same thing.. Stayed on fine, then, you got around me. Gone..I think this statue knows our thoughts and makes us act on them” she smiled.

“Is that why you kissed me?” Evan sheepishly asked. “And why the bulge in my pants is so big for YOU?” he added. “I mean, you’re beautiful and I’ve thought about you, but it’s so..Wrong, isn’t it?” he asked, checking his crotch for growth.

“No, sweet Evan..I kissed you to get us out of trouble with the guard..” she replied, then turning fully honest. “And I..Liked it. You have soft, yet, manly lips..Give me another” Olivia took the initiative and directed. Not teacher to student, but, female to male. Professor-student was gone now.

Placing her sensual, long-nailed finger to Evan’s face and drawing him in, Olivia positioned her lips for his. Evan did not disappoint, planting a deep, full, nothing to lose, we’re doing this now, liplock to her so-feminine lips.

“Ohhmhy..” she sighed. “You do that well..Statue be damned, that was you doing what you wanted, to me..And somehow, my shirt is open again” Olivia noticed. “I’m all hanging out, apparently, for you”.

This time, Evan gave a good, long gaze at Olivia’s marvelous, bulging tits.

“Wow, you are in a-mazing shape, Olivia! The artwork in here has nothing on a goddess like you..You’re sensual and deeply desirable” Even found himself saying, the words just flowing.

A bit taken by Evan’s complimentary words and the passion which he spoke them, Olivia chose to leave her shirt open instead of fixing up again.

“Oh, my, Evan..” Olivia replied. “You earned this one” she stated, placing his hands on her full, warm tits and kissing him for a count of 3 minutes. “A goddess like mheee” she sighed. “Wow”.

“I’d love to have sex on the beach with you” Evan’s statue-driven words stated. It was what the inner confines of his mind had been thinking ever since meeting her. He was attracted to Olivia the woman from the start.

“I’m not even going to bother myself with where that came from, why, nothing..We’re going to a beach, and you, Evan, are going to please me, Olivia, how your mind is driving you to” Olivia directed, giving short attention to the statue. “Beach Fuck”.

Does the statue still have control?

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