“What potion?”She tried pushing herself down more but I moved my knees up to prevent that. “Erhh...” she groaned in frustration, “ ... love ...otion...”“Love ... oh shit...”“I love you, Tom!” Kate moved forward, letting my cock flop free and glomming our mouths together. Her tongue searched for mine, and after a surprised moment I let her find it.Kate was an unexpectedly good kisser. I didn’t know how much was experience, because from what I understood she could potentially be hundreds of years. She indicated the paneled door, marked Private, through which she had just exited. It stood ajar.Millie got up, straightened her shoulders, and walked to Trevor Reed's private office. She pushed the door the rest of the way open, and hesitated.Reed stood up behind his desk, and smiled. He was slender, dark-haired, and wore a small mustache. His Western-style jacket and shirt, with a string tie, had obviously come from an expensive style shop in Las Vegas or Reno."Come in, Mrs. Hinshaw," Reed. Hazel lies back along the ground, arms above her head and legs spread wide with the gorgeous witch between them. She feels the movement of the girl’s tongue from when she flicks at her clit to when she sucks it or runs her tongue flat over it. She feels the girl push it deep inside her slippery snatch. She especially enjoys it when Penelope pushes two fingers inside her to rub that certain spot. She is close, mewling and yowling. The witch wraps her lips around the cat’s clit and starts to. The next thing she hit me with was meeting her after work some night when she was going to stop for a drink with the girls she worked with. I let her talk me into it and I do have to admit that it was a kick.I never knew a group of women could be so potty mouthed. They talked about their husbands, boyfriends and lovers and compared cock sizes, got into arguments over whether or not size mattered and discussed who was good at eating pussy. I got a little pissed when in answer to a question on.