She followed the girl in and as the beautiful blonde started stripping out of her tight clothing, finally managed to blurt out, "What's your name?" Go...dilocks," the girl smiled, "what's yours?" Kristen..." She managed to get out as her brain went into hyper speed. Goldilocks? She remembered that had been the first story in the book that the witch had her read. No way... that old hag couldn't possibly be behind this. Maybe she'd given Kristen d**gs or something and now Kristen was. He told me to kiss his cock and to cover it with lube like a good faggot. I had no choice and did as he said. HE snapped another picture of me kissing his cock and me with my hands on his dick spreading lube. When he was lubed up he turned me around with force and said open wide. As he was about to go inside my ass, he stopped and told me that he wanted to change positions and have me on my back in missionary instead of doggy style while he popped my cherry. He said he wanted to see the. I was already well on my way. She grinned at me and I winked back.“Maybe this will help get you ready,” she said, lifting the crop top over her head and letting it drop to the floor. Yeah, that definitely helped. She stepped right up to me and presented a rosy nipple at my lips. I started tonguing it and caressing the other boob with one hand while I ran the other down her bare back to hold her ass. “I knew. I knew,” she whispered. “I knew you’d know just what to do.” After a minute of sucking. Laura was looking a bit confused and shooting me seriously savage looks. Mrs DiMartino was glancing back and forth between her husband and Laura. Melissa was looking at me with big, wide eyes, but when she saw me notice her she dropped her gaze to the table. The two boys seemed to be oblivious to everything but the possibility of food. Mr DiMartino still looked a bit unsure of himself. I counted that as a positive.I noticed he was a tiny bit higher than I would have expected. It took me about.