All had cut out their cloth and had sewn them together. The detailing would decide who won. Although they wouldn’t share their ideas, all off them w...nted to talk about the knickers. Finally Asmita plucked up the courage to ask me directly about the spell.“Is it true that you are going to put a spell on these knickers?”“Yes,” I said. Then I had a thought. “But I need everyone’s help.”“You do?” asked Serena. “How?”“I want each one of you to concentrate on what you enjoy about sex as you handle. It was hot the way you teased me. I felt so, uh I don't know, so enraged, so eager to please you so you would forget that big cock. I wanted to reclaim you. Does that sound primal?"I giggled. That is what I thought when he fucked the daylights out of me with his little cock. The passion he showed. He called it rage. But it was passion. Of competition to drive the foreign sperm out of my pussy. It didn't matter that I was on birth control. Reason is not involved in primal urges. We had walked on. "I know, I feel fucked up, to say the least, but I'm pretty sure it's true. I haven't even come to terms with it, really. I think I still deny it because it's screwed up, right?"I rubbed my face a few times and even vibrated a bit myself."I know, I'm a sick freak, right?" No," I responded, bringing my hands down. "You want him to get into your panties?" Yes, and when I watched him pick up the money a few minutes ago, they got wet. I'm not saying I've enjoying arguing with him, but it's been. Please haaandelll them carefully… I Was laying on bed only on my blouse and petticoat. He was seeing my stomach which was exposed and he rolled his hands on my stomach. My stomach was shivering, I was electrified with his touches and was biting my lips and snatching bed sheet in excitement. He was teasing me in the best way possible.He came on me by kissing and licking my stomach and opened the blouse buttons with his mouth. He was struggling to open but his tongue and saliva gave me more.