Priya leans over and kisses me and takes my soul.“Is this how you use your magic to seduce me?” I muffle tugging on her singlet.Her eyes gaze into...my black eyes with such fire. She smiles and kisses my nose and twirls around to look out the window.“It was a little idea I had in my head. So yeah,” she sighs. “Something’s wrong, Priya. I can feel it in my bones.”“Do Witches have like a sixth sense?” I ask.“Yes, we do. If I walk into a room, I know every Witch, Vardokur, everyone that uses magic.. I screamed my pleasure into the night, not caring who might hear, and I felt him coming too, trembling with urgent, needy thrusts as he spurted come up towards my womb and then over my pubic mound as he slid out of my jerking body.“Don’t stop on our account,” someone called in heavily accented English.“We’ve not quite finished, have we?” my nameless lover whispered his agreement in my ear. “Geh auf deine Knie.” I obeyed, squeezing my thighs tightly together to hide my pissy, spunky cunt as I. " I thought marriage don't count?" It doesn't -- unless you're both sponsors and you really want it to. He has his responsibilities and I have mine and, well, as much as I might not like it, our current state is kind of transitional. There was a time when sharing him was unthinkable -- but now he has his women and I have my men and the two of us are actually low priority for each other. As sad as that seems, it is actually better than what we had -- and that was MY fault!" I waved it off.. He could feel his precum spreading on the thin fabric so he lifted it clear, fearful that the rubbing of the material would take him over the top. He had rarely been as aroused as he was now and he didn’t want it to finish before he got to her.He went to his kitchen door and cautiously opened it and took a quick glance outside. There was very little illumination along the rear landing, just a couple of bulkhead lights on the wall but neither of them thankfully between his door and hers, so he.