Tim assured them that none of us smoked anything, let alone weed.They also set out a huge serving bowl full of Trojans. Like I also said, they were bi... into the whole free love thing. Tim turned on the radio and tuned it to WZMF, the local “hippy” radio station. At this time of night, they were into playing the longer versions of stuff like “Light My Fire” and “Crystal Blue Persuasion”.This gave us the atmosphere to get comfortable. Everyone changed out of their formal wear and into t-shirts. Even my most realistic fantasies left me ill prepared for the impact I felt from my first-time impression of me watching over another guy take my outrageously stiff cock into his mouth! Not only did it feel great physically but mentally it was obscenely so. Unforgettable. He was sucking me off slowly. Taking his time as before. Trying to get as much of my cock into his mouth as he could. It wasn’t the length that he was trying his best to cope with, it was the girth. (I don’t think my cock is. ”Sara turned, “Hi sis, this is my friend Eddie. Eddie, this is my little sister Lauren. We met at the grocery store and I invited him back for dinner.”“Howdy ma’am,” said Eddie as he tipped his baseball cap, and the girls erupted in laughter. Eddie blushed again, “I’m sorry, my momma taught me to call all ladies ma’am, just my old southern good manners.” Sara became more smitten with every word he spoke.“Lauren, it’s my turn to cook dinner so I’ll call you when it’s ready. I’m sure you have. Hold on! Carla, can your coven help locate Megan? The witches on television have those locator spells." You know there is something I've read about, it's not as easy as it is on TV, but..."Carla fished her phone from her wonderfully tight blue jeans and flipped it open dialing quickly."It's Carla ... emergency meeting ... no, all of them ... the cemetery on Oak Street, we have to cast before midnight so you have less than an hour ... see you there and make sure nobody's late, Megan's life may.