They were burning, too.It took a while for a worried "Are you OK?" to penetrate my brain. I found out later that she'd never used pepper spray before ...nd had no clue what it would do to a man.Eventually I was able to croak, "Water.".I didn't know it, but a crowd had gathered. One of the men took charge and, since Tiffany told him the same thing Madeline had told her - that I was a convicted sex offender who preyed on ten year old girls - he elected to supply water from a hose. Actually, while. It is dimly lit on the deck and his inhibitions are right there with hers. He unzips his pants as she leans back and give him a kiss. He smells the alcohol on her breath as he pulls his cock from his tight jeans. “How much have you had tonight?” he asks. He slides his erection between her legs and along her slit.“Enough to know that you haven’t answered my question yet,” she replies.“I don’t think you are,” he replies as his prick aches to enter her.“I don’t think I am either,” she coos with a. At the back was ladder leading to an upstairs loft where she lived. There was a bed, and a small kitchen area, and an even smaller bathroom. It wasn’t anything fancy, for sure, but she loved it all the same. And as a young witch who was only just starting out, it really wasn’t half bad.“Aahh~!” A moan echoes through the house. It’s early morning and the doors are still closed. Only Magnolia is home.“Mmm-aaah~!” Magnolia lets out another cry of pleasure. She’s laying in her bed upstairs, rubbing. Coming. Today. I cutthe straps on the shoes and got the clothes off and got into the shower.The breasts and wig would not pull off and I remembered Muscles sayingthe skin would rip first. So I scrubbed as best I could, and washed thewig, which smelled like piss and cum anyway. I could barely touch mytesticles, they were so sore, and I could only rinse and pat my anuswhich felt ripped apart. I toweled off and was looking for a brush tobrush out the wig when I heard the key in the door, and the.