Keep fucking me like this, making me your bitch for your whole life. I am all yours, to do whatever you want with me. I am your bitch and your sex sla...e.”Soon I started ramming her pussy. First by giving her deep pushes in her pussy for some 5 minutes. Then I started banging her hard in full speed from behind, spanking her ass. Just imagine girls, someone ramming your pussy in reverse cowgirl, holding your hair spanking your ass with hand and then squeezing your boob.I banged her in that. My wife’s first husband, and father of the boys, was a bit of a crook, but a successful one, apparently. As he was flush at the time of the divorce, the settlement included the provision of a car to his ex-wife, for as long as she wished it to continue. His garage replaces it every three years like clockwork. Mrs Dawes regards it as payment for producing the two boys, Walter and Fred. I get the joy of paying for their education!”He gave a hollow laugh at the thought. I steered him back to the. Sara could contain herself no longer. Taking a half full jug of Sangria in her hand, she threw it in David's face. He leapt backwards, knocking over his chair, and stood up, purple droplets falling from his hair, face and shirt."What was that for?" He gasped."You know, you bastard" No I don't! Tell me! Have you lost your mind?"And it had gone on from there. Sara had accused him of being unfaithful with her friends - which, she thought later, he had not actually denied - and had told him exactly. I glanced up at themirror.Holy Shit!!!I was blonde. How the hell had this happened? I knew the answer ofcourse. Magic. I had recently been transformed into a witch after all.But how did this happen? I didn't even have that grimmy thingy thatMonique had been telling me about. How was I going to explain this? Youcan't just suddenly change your hair colour without some kind of productin five minutes. And this wasn't bleached blonde. This was a rich,natural looking blonde with highlights and.