Come to think of it. I am still not sureif Mister T was a fashion witch or not.Cassy: Wait! Boy? I thought-Evelyn: That all fashion witches are female... Of course not. Magic is opento everyone. So now you ask why you don't see any around. Why there areonly wanted posters around for female fashion-witches.Cassy: I guess-Evelyn: Well, most male fashion-witches are easy to spot. Not as witchesmind you, but they dress erratically. That often leads to their downfallas they stand out enough to attract. She could definitely tell because my cock got so hard in her soft hand. She kept licking around my ass while I laid back and just let her work. I think she could tell I was getting close so she stopped and looked up and asked "Now is the really fun part!" She reached for her purse and pulled out a bottle of lube.She started lubing my asshole up and then slid a finger into me."Just relax." She reassured me, "This is going to drive you wild." I'm following you", I replied letting her continue. I. He starts caressing her thighs, with his hands gliding over her stockings. Moving further up her legs, he makes a brief introduction, “I’m Pete.” John lifts Jacqueline’s leg and places it on the lounge. She lifts the front of her skirt, exposing her crotchless knickers to Pete. He lets out a low growl, and begins to flick his tongue over my wife’s pussy while inserting a finger into her wet hole. My wife grabs his head, letting out a moan of appreciation. “Mmmm, ooohhhh, like that. Ooohhh. We all helped unload the car of groceries, and Sarah helped me finish cleaning the cupboards and then put the groceries away. Tom and Jack were outside together, talking and drinking a beer. I guess solving all the world's problems on their own. I finished tidying up and then said to Sarah, "Darling, do you mind coming to talk to me while I have a shower and get cleaned up for lunch." Sure, I wanted to talk to you about a personal matter anyway," Sarah said as she followed me to the bedroom.Not.