With my command she renewed her gobbling of my cock, throwing everything into it. She began pumping up and down on my shaft, moaning and cradling my n...ts all in an effort to please me. She pulled back and sat back on her heels as she gasped and choked a bit needing air once more.Then she looked at me with a big grin and I saw her hold her tits up with both hands and spit between them She moved forward and placed my throbbing cock between her saliva-lubed tits and wrapped her luscious tits. So many things rushed through my head, I was stammering andsaid I must go, and pulled his hand away. My erection ignored me, andembarrassingly wouldn't go away, making it difficult to get dressed.I rushed home with practice being over and up to my room, took off myclothes and quickly started stroking my still erect cock. My pants werealso very wet which I didn't fully understand either. It didn't take longbefore I was shooting long creamy streams of cum all over my smooth chest,and then. And, of course, the spell Mindy had put on him hadn’t had an expiration date. That’s the one thing she hadn’t thought about.Their plan was doomed to failure, of course. It was after all, silly, unreasonable, and impossible, despite all the rationalizations they made. Ironically, it was Christmas, normally a time of joy and happiness, that undid them. It was ironic because it was during Christmas break that Bobby ran into Mindy at the supermarket while he was on an errand from his mother to go. “Oh, you,” Joanne scolded, having fallen for Peggy’strick, “that wasn’t funny!” “Oh relax, Jo,” Susan soothed, “we all know what a hungstud Frank is, we don’t blame you one bit, but tell us,who made the first move, you or him!?!” Taking there good natured ribbing in stride, Joannereplied, “Well, he came into the bedroom after hisshower toweling off, and although he wasn’t reallyhard, he was kinda semi hard if you know.