Are you about to faint?’ I held onto the counter and slowly regained control. ‘I’m OK. Just hungry and tired, I suppose. I didn’t get much s...eep last night.’ ‘I didn’t either, after you opened the door.’ ‘Believe it or not, I am glad to meet you Pam.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Because you seem like a nice young lady that maybe needs a little help.’ ‘I don’t need anybody’s help.’ I smiled and asked, ‘What can I fix you for breakfast? I have bacon, ham, smoked sausage and eggs. I can do pancakes or waffles. Then, Ann's boyfriend, Chuck had bought a book on Sex Magic. Ann and Chuck had been fucking for several months, and this just sounded like a way to add some kink into their life; but after a few trial runs, Ann had noticed something, something to her that was the most wonderful thing: after a ritual of Sex Magic, she could really do things. More than just saying some stupid words, but being able to look at something and make it do what she wanted. The thrill of it had been intoxicating. For. Turning around in front of the mirror, Annie couldn’t help but be proud of her progress. Her asshole gaped invitingly, and she reached around, just to watch her entire hand fit into her rear cavity.When she withdrew her hand, it was slimy, and Annie smiled. She was so frequently pumped full of cum that she was constantly lubricated, ready for whatever cock wanted to take her next.Her tattoos had been slowly growing in number - she was up to number eight now, which meant that next time she got. He remembered clearly his memberstraining against the material of the undergarments as the girl touchedhis cheeks during the slow. The next thing he remembered clearly was hispreparation on the following Saturday morning.The ringing of his phone brought him back to the present and afterremembering all that happened he was about to tell Marc that he hadchanged his mind. He answered the phone. "I've changed my mind and I amnot going to do it." He screamed into the phone with all he couldmuster..