The worrisome thought occurred to me that the witch might be living in an underground lair, in which case I might never find her. That would certainly...explain why Jay had never seen a dwelling.Then, almost dead centre in the middle of the base of the cliff, I saw what looked like the entrance to a cave ahead of me. How could Jay have missed it? As I got closer I saw that the vegetation seemed to have been worn away by constant access. Someone or something was definitely living here.I had no. I’ll be right back. She left the room with me stroking my penis standing in the corner. 10 minutes later she says turn around. I turn. She is standing there in that outfit but now there’s an 8” strap-on sticking out from where her pussy used to be. Come here. I go towards her. She grabs my member and says follow me. She pulls me into our bedroom and tells me to get the lube. I do. She says pour some lube on your hands and stroke both our dicks with it. I do as she told me stroking her penis and. I hope a younger big black man is ok, if not, I understand. 23 years old, 6ft, 245lbs. Black and Native American, short black hair, brown eyes, golden brown skin. I enjoy a cold Corona or some decent vodka from time to time. I'm an ok cook, a decent pool player, and a great cuddler(if that's even a word). Not sure exactly to what extent you want to hang out, but I'm pretty open-minded. If you have yahoo, send me an instant messageAbout 3 hours later she replied with:You sound like a sweet. "Tabitha hesitantly grabbed it and studied it."Dude! What the fuck!" Jonas laughed.Tabitha caught herself and remembered what Travis would do. She thenimmediately guzzled it.The weeks of drinking only hot chocolate had softened her palate foralcohol. She immediately started coughing."Wicked, dude, right????" laughed Jonas. "Party Zone!!!!" he yelled atthe top of his lungs.Meanwhile Tabitha was feeling the immediate effects of the strong liquor.Her head began to feel....numb. She sat down.