His hand reaches over and pushes my head firmly against his hot body. Willingly I give in and push my tongue further into him. I work my way up and ...lick my tongue, feeling him quiver with each stroke. Like a thoroughbred stallion responding to a jockey’s touch of his crop, I control the surge of power beneath me with the flick of my tongue. His proud cock stands upright. I give it a quick kiss then engulf it in one swallow. After savoring it, I release it. I know he wants more but more. Right about then, his Auntie Irenehad this irresistible urge to push Tommy's reluctant boy tart over theedge.Just some lame sexual polarity spell really, any initiate of theGoddess could do it. One more pink magick spell to break some machoice, little did the Fag-Hag suspect her antics would cause such wildromantic mischief.A chain reaction of happenings that would transform that little macho,redhead into an alluring femme; a most romantic sentence for him andher openly gay nephew when they. For a moment, he grabbed her hips and held himself inside her. He was going to control this one, he decidedAnna bent forward and grabbed the sides of her dressing mirror. The Kid held himself inside her and she called out “UUuh..JAY!” in ecstasy. She liked how he gathered her hair and tugged it, making her look at him in the mirror. He even shifted to one side just a bit, so that they could keep eye contact. Still, he held her, and she was helplessly impaled on his dick. She looked at him with. Mark finally shot a load into his leg and on my hand. I kept stroking him. He started to squirm and at one pint began to ask me to stop. He caught himself before the words came out. I circled the head a few more moments. Then I stopped. Neither of us said a word. I told him to stand I got up and got a towel and cleaned up his huge load. Mark then asked me if he could pull his pants up. I told him that he was not finished being punished. Marks face looked so sad and he asked me if he was.