I prefer being known as an enchantress. It doesn't sound as bad. I do dabble in the arts of witchcraft," Dagmar confessed."How long have you been prac...icing your... uh... practicing your art?" Since I was a small girl," she smiled prettily."What kind of things can you do?" Drusus asked, all of a sudden feeling weary. He thought with wound, being held captive and the trip here was a little too much for him."Lots of things," Dagmar got up and came around to him. She helped lift him to his feet. . well, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it one little bit.I only worried for a moment what that said about me.When the four days were done, Greagoir finally let us in to see the final product. I was a bit surprised, when I thought about it, about how beautiful the end result was. The sarcophagus, made of solid grey stone, had been covered inside and out with designs carved right into the stone; some of them were functional, and I could practically feel the Lyrium pulsing from them, but I. I had a lot of girlish thoughts andfeminine gestures ever since I wore these clothes. I keptdenying myself of those feelings and tried to reason withmyself.I wasn't much of a fighter ever since I was young. My eyesstarted to well with moisture. I felt a lump in my throat andtried to swallow it down. I forced myself to argue back. "It'snot what you think ..." I couldn't talk, as I felt choked again."Look at what you have done! You made her cry!" Alice snapped ather sister. Ashley shrugged, "I. At this I moved closer to her and pulled my fingers out of her hot arse, she was close to cumming so I just pushed as hard as I could and my great 8’’ cock thrust up and deep into her arse hole right up to my balls, she took the lot and pushed down hard to get every inch, we bucked backwards and forwards onto each other, faster and faster, deeper and deeper, I could feel her starting to cum so I reached round and grabbed her fingers and pushed then deep into her cunt, come on you dirty little.