‘Mine,’ I answered truthfully and she seemed to deflate a bit. ‘Aren’t you gonna ask me when I got married? Don’t you want to know how all t...is happened?’ she asked in frustration. ‘If you want to tell me you can.’ ‘You are such an asshole Cedric’ she said, though this time she didn’t seem as upset about it. ‘I think we already established that.’ ‘Fine. Since you’re not interested I won’t tell you the story.’ I was reminded of a little girl trying to exact some sort of petty revenge by hurting. ”“I know. I heard your thoughts. You weren't aroused at all, seeing me and touching me like that, were you?”“No.”“That filthy old psychopath was. I didn't have to read his mind to know that. He has some new drug he wants to use to make me his sex-slave or something, doesn't he? The sorceress says she can beat him.”“She's wrong. No one can beat him. The best thing we can hope for is that his drug works.”“That sounds like the worst thing. I should be able to resist the effects.”“He'll. Is she built to take all of it, sir? Didja get it all in her? She ain't near as big as me."The ingenuous eighteen year old held her breath as she felt her once-fucked cuntal channel being enlarged and stretched by the slowly entering fleshpole. Sharp thrills emanated out from the tender, sensitive receptacle and, as he filled his hands with her voluminous titflesh, she tilted her broad pelvis in willing acceptance of the cunt-widening, deep penetration. It was better for her than the first time. Sex with his wife and suddenly become what he had always envisioned. He stared at his sexy wife in her tight business pants and cream blouse that was perfectly tucked into the waistline. Her brown hair was pulled up in a neat bun on top of her head and her small glasses made her look more like a librarian.Katie stood in front of him and kissed him lightly on the lips. He brought his hands up and rubbed her back gently as her hands dropped down to the front of his crotch as she felt his cock.