“What’s so funny?” she demanded crossly.“They think you’re a Witch,” I told her pointing to the objects on the table.“NO!” she gasped ...n shock. “Do you really think so?” she added after a few seconds.“Yes, you, Calisa, Melany, and possibly several other women that you know. How many are there in a Witch Coven?” I asked.“Anywhere from five to nine usually,” she told me.“And you have other female friends?” I asked.“Certainly, why wouldn’t I?” she asked.“More than enough to form a Coven then,” I. We just looked at each other. I kept wondering what she was thinking...hoping she'd tell me. Instead, she tried her best not to move and take it all in ....making a mental recording of it all. I increased the pace a little and lowered myself on top of Susan. I reached down under her very strong firm ass and pressed deep into her. It felt amazing. Susan didn't resist as I raised her legs up on to my shoulders and began a rythmic pounding into her. Our flesh smacked into each other. The sound. He was my best mate. He was straight and he was the only straight person I’d come out to. None of my other mates knew I was gay. I didn’t wanna tell ‘em coz they didn’t mean anything to me. Not really. If I never saw any of ‘em ever again it wouldn’t bother me. I wouldn’t miss any of ‘em. But if I never ever saw Liam again that’d be horrible. I couldn’t live with that, never seeing Liam ever again. Liam meant more to me than all my other mates put together. They were nothing compared to Liam. I. With this, she adopted the body language of complete submissiveness. I initiated another kiss, and this quickly escalated into full-on making out in the hallway. Of course, all of this was completely within the view of the smart phone of the man across the room. After a few minutes, I lifted the brunette off the ground. She responded by bending her knees, causing her flip-flops to fall to the ground. I then used her feet to push open the bathroom door, and carried her inside.Immediately upon.