The plush material felt incredible. I walked over to the dresser and began opening the drawers. There was nothing in them until I got to the last draw...r. Inside there was a single white thong. ‘What the hell is this place?’ I asked myself as I closed the drawer and walked over to the night stand. Opening the small night stand drawer I found it to be empty. I placed my hand on the comforter of the bed and felt the incredibly soft material. It felt so comforting as I was scared out of my wits.. Just a few herbs to relax with, and a little magic thrown to help. I mean, hey I'm a wizard, right? I know what you want to know next, how's it work right? Well how many magicians do you know that give away their secrets? Let me just say the incense calms you, and makes the stress go away. The little bit of magic is there to help make the stress stay gone. Of course there is more to it than that, but that's it in a nutshell. If you want it, it's 50 bucks.What's to lose? 50 bucks, and a. Shaking almost invisibly, her layers of white flesh acting as shock berakers on the cold hard steel. Harry's kinky revenge fantasy - that revived every time he thought about what the farmer's wife had done to him for weeks, without retaliation - was kindled when he looked at her, lying there on a roster. He had taken a bunch of candles from a cupboard in the farmhouse and had turned the farmer's wife on her painful back, with some trouble because of her enormous weight. He had spread her. The night flew by. A few blokes came on to me, but, none appealed to me, and before we knew it, it was time to head for home. I’d had a few drinks so, was just slightly tipsy. One the other girls, Julie, offered to share a cab as she lived close to me. She is a similar age and build to me but with bigger breasts and dark, almost black hair. I couldn’t help wondering if it was her natural colour and if her breasts were real too. When we got to her place she invited me in for coffee, I thought.