Prologue — NullJen almost felt as if she might have to thank her best friend for this. Not that Brigid had done anything other than be born on November first. But...
Ooo.
“I think this is why magic was invented,” sighed Jen, squeezing Jack tight. Leaving him speechless.
They were fifteen feet up in the air — a simple spell to cast, a tough one to keep going through three rounds of fantastic make-up s*x, even with her wand gripped tight. But here they were, slowly orbiting the little chandelier in the empty dorm’s lounge. The first two f***s had been properly acrobatic, but this time they were just floating, drifting. Jack was planted deep inside of her, happily letting her do all of the work for once. And all of the work she felt up to was contracting her p***y around that wonderful, fa
