I ripped the remains of my dress off my quivering body, pushed him onto his back and started exploring. After biting at his nipples for a few seconds,...I slowly made my way down his chest to his bulging, rock hard cock. He was totally ready, a drop of spunk gleaming on the head of his pulsing man rod. Tentatively, I started licking at his balls, realising that his groans were giving me the vital instructions I sorely needed. After a few minutes his hand gently led my mouth to his shaft, and with. "I just laughed again. "I'm a bit young for that yet." I said, a wave of relief washing over me."Hey-ho! Can't win them all." he said and minced out into the salon.Well that was a weird one. I thought that he had spotted that I was a transitioning transsexual, but no. He'd gone away thinking I was a lesbian instead. I wasn't sure which was worse. Was there a 'worse' and under the circumstances, did it matter?I suppose both were true and I certainly didn't like the idea of the 'little miss home. “Yes perfectly! Darling! And why? You thought that I stopped loving you!” “No, its been a month and we haven’t slept over together thats why?”, hearing that he increased his speed and kept on pounding in her hole biting her boobs.The only thing which was moving in her mind was ‘what plan they were talking about, and that one month thing.’ She took one more sip from her drink wiped of her tears and sat by bar on a stool like that flaunting her silky white back to the crowd.With a bite on her. I ran to the caves and hid in the darkness, certain that when the queen heard of my sins she would send an army to kill me. In the caves I was alone. The other witches heard what I had done and were afraid to be near me. My only companion was the darkness. I could feel its power flowing into me, and I wanted to get closer to it. So I climbed deeper into the earth. The deeper I went the safer I felt from the queen and her armies. I went far deeper than any fairy could survive. Still I wanted to.