She had a very expressive face, bold but feminine, with a certain intelligent sarcasm playing upon her features. She wore a little lipstick and some ...airly heavy black eyeliner, but she let her freckles live on her cheeks, where they, well, worked. She wore a black top with long tight sleeves over a torso that was definitely not thin, but was instead, in a word, lush. Her breasts were large and she carried a bit of a soft padding around her belly and hips. I saw that her hands were very. His cock entered her the whole way in one big thrust. She moaned with passion. “Oh, Fitz, that’s it, that’s what I need. Fuck me.” He needed no further invitation. His thrusts made her cry out with feeling as he unleashed himself on her. The build up to her orgasm was swift and sudden. She came without warning, the feelings saturating her psyche fully. Fitz kept fucking her. He was close to cumming too. Finally with one huge thrust he came inside her hot, welcoming cunt. She had another small. Moving quickly, she leaned against the wall. Megan moaned loudly as a body shaking wave went through her. Collapsing on the mattress, Megan and Bob lay covered in sweat. Did I really see her. Was I imagining it, or did Megan motion for me to join them. Quietly Rebecca ran to the couch and climbed under the sheets. Pulling her night gown up Rebecca rubbed her aching pussy. Still wet, her finger slipped in. She covered her mouth as she moaned softly. Closing her eyes Rebecca imagined Bobs big. Sitting in Miss. Bradley’s car only left him to his thoughts on what to expect. She hadn’t reviled a thing since last night. Every time he tried to find out where they were going, who they were meeting, or what to expect all she would do is just smile coyly and say, “You’ll see.” He was quickly getting tired of that answer. For someone who told him that she would teach him how to be a sorcerer she was being very quiet. The whole car ride he was trying to see where they were going, any kind of.