I could feel myself getting turned on, it had certainly been a dry spell, I hadn't been laid since I split up with my ex-husband. Moving my hands down...the waistband of my uniform pants, I pushed them to the floor along with my panties and stepped out of them. Sliding my hand down between my legs, I ran my fingers through my bush until I touched the top of my damp slit. Slipping the tip of one finger inside, I gently began to tease my sensitive clit.As I straddled the vent, enjoying the warm. She had been on the post in Gulfport for over a month now, slowly building relationships with the other witches of the Wiccan. Succinctly letting them know of her interest to learn more about it and how much she would like to be initiated into this unusual religious group.As most people might have expected, the majority of the Wiccan members were female. But the High-Priest for the gathering was a man by the name of Jonathan Merker. He was a fairly good looking man, which made proving the. Fucked I did get. He started slow, and kissed me while sliding into my drenched pussy, but soon he was fucking me hard and fast and I knew he didn't have long left. I held him tight, digging my fingernails into his back, and begged him, "Please, please come inside me, I want you to come in me." Fuck I LOVE when he pounds me that hard, like he's out of control. Soon he came, his body clenched and shook and he collapsed on top of me.I am never sure what I should do for him in that instant,. She felt a sharp pain in her lower back and a dry taste in her mouth as if something had burned close by. The smell of exhaust and gasoline hung in the air as did that of burnt ozone.The pain turned out to be a foot on which she was lying, and finally bringing her eyesight into focus Erin wished she could have just slept a little longer. The scene that slowly swam into view was from another world. The mossy cave was still there, as were the horses and their knights, although none of them were.