"That's the Wicked Witch of the East," he sighed. "And you killed her. That could either make you our National Hero, or..." he squared his shoulders. ...Or if you are another wicked witch, come to take over, we'll have to take our chances on getting rid of you."Dorothy stepped back. "By all means, tell everyone I mean no harm. I'm not a witch, but I'm very good."The little man stepped back over to the pathway. He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted. "She says she's good! Come on out!. I could clearly see the glistening condom appearing and disappearing as he started to slowly move in and out of her. As overhead lights shined down on the couple, I could clearly see the look of look of pure joy on the boy's face with every thrust.My cock was so hard I thought it was going to break out of my trousers, God, how I envied him. She had her hands on his arse and was encouraging him with "Oh yes, fuck yes, that's it do it to me" and little yelps of joy, he was responding with groans. T: What changed your mind?J: I really had to order breakfast.T: Mmmm, okay. John takes me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. He then starts to caress my chest and body before I pull away, smiling.T: If you are going to do that, you may as well soap me up baby.J: Okay baby. He starts to rub my entire body with my strawberry body wash before slowly stroking my sopping wet pussy and tracing a finger around my clit. John slides one of his big fingers inside me and probes until I start. “Sure, I could use a break; a drink would be great.”She walked to her small office fridge, bending at the waist as she pulled bottles to make up two vodka tonics, a welcome relief against my rising heat. I stared lustfully at the perfect firm heart of her ass, pushing against the blue silk of her tight skirt. I furtively adjusted my pants, seeking comfort as my aching erection threatened escape.To my intense disappointment she handed me my drink then sat back down, staring at the screen, a.