They did not know for how long, but your uncle could afford flight tickets back. Though the house on the old family farm would be cramped, it would be...nice to see them again, and get everything working. A tinge of shame filled you. You were not particularly manly, and did not know how to fix things on the farm.You walked past a mirror on your wardrobe, catching a sight of yourself. You are Chad. A slightly tall, light built, blond young man. Lately you have been questioning yourself, what you. I yanked with all my might before I buckled the arm straps, finishing her cage. Then she turned back, staring at me with deep hungry eyes. She tugged at her arms, pulling at them up and down, twisting about in the straitjacket, ensuring I did my job well.She dropped to her knees before me after she was done her struggling. My bulge jolted when she suddenly kissed and nuzzled her face into my groin. My cock pressed against the inside of my pants, wanting to play. Her nose poked around and fished. It takes lead and by the time those gently caressing hands have taken a hold of your shoulders your entire upper torso has been seized by that deep buzz - breasts heaving with shallow, quick breaths, as the only thing able to leave your tensed throat is a slight sigh mixed in with a deep moan. Palms blaze down the side of your spine as the rushing blood is priming with that fiery touch every part of your body - from your now scorching-red cheeks, down your neck, like soft ethereal lips, sending. "Yeah, that's true. Jenny was naughty and took it from my bag."Leena looked at Jennifer and asked, "Was that when you cast the 'Golden Hair' spell?" No, not yet," Jennifer replied. "Peter came up afterwards and showed me the summoning spell." Yeah, I was just describing what you did in the shop, and the book appeared on my palms!" Peter said excitedly to Leena."I tried doing it too, but it didn't work," Jennifer said. "I got small puffs of smoke though. After that, I cast the 'Golden Hair'.