She replaces the stopper, leaving me very confused. I ask why but get no reply. My hard-on is displayed quite lewdly.Without a word, Lorraine puts lot...on on her hands from a bottle I didn't notice. She kneels down beside the tub and takes my rigid member in her hands. I'm just staring at her, speechless. She is steadily and rhythmically stroking me. She will not look me in the face. But her nipples are again poking through her shirt. And I can observe them gently swaying to the motion of her. She was now more lovely than the most beauteous of courtiers. Her once homely self was all exquisite delicacy and sensuous curves. Had Moira been willing to share her discovery, she undoubtedly would have been able to claim the high seat in the Witch’s Enclave. But renown was not important to this great witch. It was a matter of numbers: the more witches that knew of this, the fewer men there would be to serve her needs. For there was one unpleasant side effect to this wondrous breakthrough: as. " Soon the moment he had been dreading came, he couldn't put it off any longer "Katrina, I have something to say, I would only ask that you listen to what I have to say, before you pass judgment and that you would weight your decision with great care." She heard the tone of his voice and felt frightened, she sat in the chair he indicated, folding her hands in her lap she nodded, preparing herself for whatever this serious business was he wanted to speak to her about. He sat and looked at her. Phenomenal.” She blushed again but did not try to look down this time. “I liked your punishment.” His cock was now throbbing at the idea of being able to repeat last night. “Do you feel like you might need to be punished, love?” “Well, I did drop the plate... and I never lock that side door. I figure, just in case some strange but attractive man wants to come in...” her voice trailed off and she looked teasingly at him. Without a word he picked her up and marched her toward the stairs, his.