I suggest you make plans."James was having trouble breathing but reached for the pack ofcigarettes. "What about my wife's spirit?"The witch's face lo...ked sympathetic, "I promise to release her as soon asyou've left."James nodded agreement to Madame Zhanna's terms and lit a cigarette aswalked to the waiting cab.***He snuck through the back of his property then made sure to pull thecurtains closed on all of the windows. He grabbed a beer from therefrigerator and drank it in a few gulps. It had. His penis was huge, it couldn't really be that big... could it? Everything else was drawn so accurately, but a boy wouldn't have one like that... would he? I found myself glancing at his jeans as we walked.I realized I'd walked through my front door, with Tommy still right behind me. "Can I have my picture back, Becky?" Guiltily, I looked up from the picture I'd been staring at and forced myself to look at his face instead of his crotch. "'Ms. Thatcher,' Tommy." Was there a bulge there? He. I tried to yell, to tell him to leave, but the gag in my mouth muffled it into a panicked series of noises. He grinned as I tugged at my restraints, the ropes digging into my ankles and wrists.As he moved closer I closed my eyes hoping he'd leave. Maybe he'd just take the things on the end table and go. He didn't. His hand traveled up my leg and to my crotch. Fingers searching for a hole to bury themselves in and they got in. One, two, three all inside me as his other hand traced the scars on. Buster kept pumping in and out of her, sending little "Ohhhhs" and "Ahhhs" out of her in unmesurable intervals. As she started to feel her orgasm build up, Buster's knot finaly grew and it pushed deep inside of Laura. Laura couldn't believe how much extra that knot gave her, she couldn't hold back as Buster began to rapidly pump in and out releasing many "YESS, OH YES, YES BUSTER, FUCK ME BUSTER, FUCK ME!!!!" from Laura, as her orgasm reached its peak. Again she came hard, squirting her girl.