. little girl. I give you your heart's desire. I grant you your treat.' Know this... young lady. Black magic demands that a price be paid for its bene...its, and it is a dear price that you will come to know intimately. Nothing is for free. Before your foul little blackmail is done, your treat may very well become the trick. You may have to sacrifice your soul to gain that which you most desire."With that hoarse declaration, the old crone muttered a few unintelligible words. She made a few. She had short cropped fair hair, and an average sort of figure. When Martha handled her more intimately, she cringed from the exploring hands, but bravely stood her ground and submitted to it. Her cuntlips were deep pink peeping through the very fair, almost invisible hair, which came as a surprise when you touched it because it was so light coloured. She took two fingers in her cunt but her arse hole resisted and Martha surmised it was probably virgin.Patting Carol in a reassuring manner,. Well I will give you even more reason to hesitate then, and perhaps you will leave this foolish business and go away. You see, all my sons-in-law must sign a contract with me. Within this contract it says they are to repay the bride price to their father-in-law, myself, within five years or the bride will be reclaimed.’ Julian listened, stunned. Marry? The girl was sixteen and he was fifty years old. Oh, thanks to the potion of rejuvenation his body looked and acted like the body of a 25-year. “I’m co-“And she did.“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she eventually managed, sounding mortified.I just chuckled a little as I took her hand again.“Make it up to me. Just like I showed you.”I did most of the work but, eventually, she made me come too.“Wow.”“Wow,” I agreed, closing my eyes, my fingers curling into hers, her cock, soft and wet, still inside me. It felt…“Thank you,” she murmured shyly.I simply nodded and wiggled a little closer, enjoying the feel of her face against my hair and her arm.