There was no joy in their celebration, only breathless whispers of muted dark and deviant incantations handed down from generation to generation by fe...ales of their ilk.The witches of East Reading all pushed their buttocks up to the shining moon in ritual sacrifice of the secrets of their inner cores to be reamed and stretched by the evil one in frenzied chaos at the stroke of midnight.Nikki joined her older sister Diane in sandwiching the haughty lady of the manor Dame Elizabeth beneath them. Pam's right foot touchedCissy's left foot Cissy wiggled her toes, and Pam did too.Cissy sighed. "I loved what you did to me this afternoon."I don't want to talk about it," Pam said. "Let's forget it." Sure," Cissy said. "I just wanted you to know that I really enjoyed it.If you ever want me to return the favor, just ask." I said, let's forget it! Okay?"Cissy said nothing. A new song came to life on the radio. Cissy's baretoes caressed Pam's foot. Pam didn't pull her foot away. Cissy's lefthand. ” I told here harshly. Shestarted to shake and I thought she was going to make abreak for it. “Do it,” I snapped.Her hands went shakily to the bottom of her sweater andpulled it up just slightly. We heard a female voicefrom the other room. “OH YESSS!” it screamed. Thatjolted her into action and she quickly pulled thesweater up over her head and threw it on the floor.Her bra was white with pink hearts on it that I couldbarely make out from the small night light in. Phr mjhe pata nhi kya hua aunty ko bola ruk ja thda aur wo ruk gyi phr me khad ho gya aur bola chus randi…Phr wo looks dene lagi toh mai sorry bola..Toh boli I like it…M your bitch trt me like it …. .Tb mai bina kuch soche samjhe uske muh ko pkda aur mere muh uske paas leke bola acha ji randi ho.Toh sidha sidha bolo nah bol k ek jor ka thappad mara aur uska muh lal ho gya.Phr aur ek thappad mara aur bola …. ..Randi h tu bol…Toh wo boli aur ek thappad maro bolungi tabhi meri gf uske chut pe aur.