My name is H.I. Player; I am a Witch Hunter of no great renown, studying under the wing of my mentor and former college professor, Mr. Ootsuki. When I...came from America to study in Japan, my goal was to become a writer. Little could I have known that I would become absorbed, like so many of the Witch Hunt's members, with unraveling the intrigue of the Rokkenjima incident. I'll be candid: my time as a student is over. Call it the witch's curse or what have you, but I lost my life to that. A finger wormed its way up her bum, twisting and turning as it was pushed fully home. Then suddenly the cock and the fingers were gone. She was pulled upright. She looked about the table, and saw that the other men had returned. The five were all there. Her bustier was unclipped, and it fell away. One of the men cupped her breasts from behind, and teased her nipples erect. Another unzipped her skirt, and it fell down, where it tangled with her shoes. She heard a tearing noise, and a sharp tug. " Or something?" she asked."Yeah. I need to ... you know."She gasped and her gaze went straight to his shorts. The stain was larger now. "You're going to ... jerk off?" Yeah" he groaned. "It sort of builds up and hurts until I release the pressure." He started to get up."No! Wait!" she yelled. He stopped and turned, puzzled. "Can you ... do it ... here? Can I ... see you do it?"Brad was actually glad at that very moment that his balls hurt so much or he'd have shot his wad in an instant. He. .." she demonstrated for me, pushing her new, melon-sized tits hard against her shirt, the smooth young breast- flesh nearly spilling out. "Or maybe when I run up to him, all breathless and panting, and," suddenly, she leapt on me, wrapping her lithe legs 'round my waist, pressing her hot little twat against my steely cock, pushing her tits under my chin, "kiss him 'hello!'" Her lips found mine and she bit my lower lip, sucking it gently.Then, as suddenly as she had jumped on me, she let go,.