..she had her hand on the back of my head pulling me into her breasts as I did this, and laid back on the pillow to relax while I began my exploration...of this beautiful middle-aged woman's body.When I finally got to taste her sopping wet pussy, I was blown away with how sweetly she tasted and smelled. She didn't have that usual musky scent that an unshaved pussy usually has, she was just incredibly sweet smelling and tasting, and I took my time licking her clit and tonguing her amazing pussy. I. He took out a tube of lube and greased my hole and his cock and I leaned over the toilet.He inserted his cock into me gently and the pain began. Fuck! It hurt! My cock went immediately limp. He was struggling to gain penetration and he told me to relax, which seemed to be an impossible task. He leaned over and started to gently nuzzle, lick and kiss my neck and this diversion helped me to relax until he was through my ring. He slowly started an in-out movement that was still quite painful. . More and more I noticed that she was showing me more and more of her body, hugging her legs while dressed in her short school skirt for instance. Her sitting on my bed showing me her white knickers was always distracting and would often give me a boner."I'm bored," she sighed, "can't you finish that and come and play with me." Play with you?" I asked spinning around on my chair to face her, did she think we were still young kids."Yeah," she said bringing both her knees up to her chin and hugged. We called for wine, as we were prepared to allow the witch to hang from her ropes a bit longer. It arrived and the three of us each took a cup, drinking well and heartily. We did need to keep our strength as I have found that interrogations such as this can be very tiring when faced with a recalcitrant subject. Finally, I decided to ask once again if she was prepared to give us the names of her fellow witches. She replied in a gasp that she had no fellows, that she was alone and there was no.