. yes... she was a bitch, her darling Caesar's own bitch, the blonde young wife insanely reasoned, pressing her face closer and opening her lush, tong...e-moistened lips! Her blue eyes gleamed as she slipped her wetly ovalled mouth over the hot, beveled tip, working her tiny curling tongue along the thickening length of it until her mouth was filled with the moist sweetness of his animal-cock! Blindly, she locked her avid lips around it, and immediately the upraised Caesar began to obscenely pump. The air in the room was heavy and warm. It had a waxy, musty smell like an old church that had been closed for years.Cara began to turn her head to see who the people were sitting behind her, but the voice quickly snapped her attention back to the stage. “You’re wondering why you’re here, Cara,” The voice seemed soothing and familiar to her. “Come, join me.” The woman brought a hand from behind her back and extended it outward. Her slender alabaster fingers glowed in the subtle light of the. Bill had asked Tim why they didn't stick around one time. The two had been watching a ball game and had just started their second six pack of beer. Their slightly inebriated state did add some ribald overtones to the conversation but it was serious none the less. Tim was very heterosexual and his Presbyterian upbringing in central Wisconsin had instilled a code of conduct that he had no desire to cast aside. He enjoyed messing around with his dates. He wasn't a monk or anything like that but a. "Mildred opened her eyes fully and blinked in confusion at the sight of Ethel and Maude with their arms around each other. "M, Maude, what's going on?" the girl stammered, trying to sit up and frowning as she yanked at her arms, a sense of growing alarm coming over the young witch as Mildred pulled at the green cloth that bound her to the bed, "What- What's this all about?!"Ethel grinned at her nemesis' plight before tuning to Drusilla and running a hand affectionately across her double's.