” She said it looking down at the glass she was twirling in her hands.“C’mon, Vanessa, don’t give me that crap. I know you have dated a few gu...s over the last year or so. So don’t tell me you don’t know what to do.”She looked up at me. “It’s the truth. Why do you think they never lasted?”She was right, I had noted that too. She would go on a few dates but then the guy would be gone and a couple of weeks later a new guy would pick her up and the same thing happened.“What you are telling me is. "Oh I'm so scared!" Dylan said falling back andpretending to shake. "The mean old girls are going to beat us up!"The strange woman just kept smiling as the spell began its work throughthe group of boys.Dylan stopped laughing as a sudden bout of nausea suddenly hit him, histall frame bending over as his stomach started convulsing. "Fuckk..."Dylan cried as he fell to his hands and knees.Misty looked around in confusion and fear as all of the boys who had beentaunting her began falling to their. After several seconds, I could feel her anal muscles begin to loosen their grip on the end of my penis, and she confirmed, ‘Okay.’ I once more applied the pressure and, ever so slowly, began filling her ass with my shaft. ‘Oh godduhhh…’ she grunted as I neared halfway home. I stopped again, thinking she needed to adjust to my increased diameter, but the blonde insisted, ‘Keep going…. Oh God, keep going.’ I wasn’t going to argue and pushed more of my pole into her backside. Her eyes were. Camille was beautiful - her beauty radiated when she smiled and laughed.I'm Grant and I'm 35 years of age divorced with an 18 year old daughter Sandy.Sandy was a bitch - just like her mother and my ex-wife Jenny. Camille had been the victim of Sandy's bitchiness, and that was what had thrown us together that night. Sandy implored Camille to come to my house to meet her. Camille got caught in a downpour as she walked and was soaked to the skin when she reached my home only to find that Sandy.