"I was about to wonder what she was talking about when the Instructorgrabbed my hand and wrapped an arm around my slip of a waist, pulling meclose. My...bosom bulged as it pressed into his chest, soft girlish skinrising like warm bread up over the neckline of the gown. My eyes bulgedalong with them as I felt something firm pressing into my stomach,something that caused me to freak right the fuck out. I shrieked andpulled against the arm around my curvy waist, striking with a weakballed up lacy. And their woeful sacking of the NixonShrine in Yorba Linda was a stark reminder that The Cartel wouldnot tolerate the deification of dead presidents. TWO:Three-quarters of the way up the cable, Henry gasped, nearlyfainted, nearly fell, and groped frantically until he had themouthpiece for the tank of nitrous oxide strapped to his face. The abundance of clean air in the elevator shaft was death tohim. THREE:Reminiscence entered the foggy confines of Henry's brain.He was back on the beach outside. Finally the black giant collapsed on my wife, but he did not roll off.Seconds later, holding Ana tight, he rolled over on his back, holding my wife in place; with his still semi hard cock embedded in her cum soaked pussy. After about five minutes, Ana tried to get up, but he grabbed her and begged to stay on top of him. He claimed he was not finished yet…Then I noticed a slow rhythmic movement to Ana's hips. Samuel was getting hard again. Now fully stretched and well lubricated from the large. And you use these ... for real spells?" I ask curiously."Yes, deary. Oh, I must show you this one. The Ruda plant can make a powerful love spell. Do you have a lover, my dear?" Ummmm, no. Not at the moment." Do you want one? I can whip up a powerful concoction for you," she asks hopefully."Ummm, thank you, but I will just find love the old-fashioned way. Thank you though," I respond smiling. "So, are all your spells ... good spells? Or, ummm, do you do any, not so nice ones?" I ask.