?”“He has us both over a barrel at the moment Alan,” she answered. “I think we should both just go along with whatever he wants for the time b...ing.”“I suppose you’re right,” he sighed. “I’ll take the spare room then.”Dawn slowly masturbated him for a few minutes before she spoke again. “Actually, I think he has it in mind for you to stay in his room at the hotel.”“What?”“Bradley was saying that when couples start off cuckolding it’s better that the husband gets used to the idea of his wife. Still biting your nipple gently, the intentness soothed by my breath, you look down at me and my finger slides under you and follows a line to your tight bum, my finger strokes you tight silky hole. I let go of your nipple, and you try to touch my bum, i said DON’T MOVE !I kiss down your body and breath over your cock, it quivers and stands firmly to attention. I then lick then end of your pre cum soaked cock.....mmm, playing close attention to your helmet, you breath in for ages. Teasing my. Charles gulped."Yup. That is right. We are witches. You heard those stories what they say about us. It's all true," the redhead smiled wickedly.Charles and the other boys felt uncomfortable. They believed the stories now. Graham said that the women who lived in that house had daughters. He never said what they looked like. From what Charles and the kids read about witches was that they had ragged clothes. These three girls were indeed young witches"Look. We didn't know anyone lived up here. If. And spokehesitatingly "YES" slightly depressed that I had taken... a step back intime to my mother's house and dainties.I slumped down onto the stool and with my elbows on my knees covered myface with my hands, sobbing quietly. Where did that come from? Me,sobbing? Slowly I felt a fog creep up my spine to my brain, it was just afeeling but as it tingled upwards I was sure something not really to myliking, was happening. It kind of felt like being intoxicated a little,easy feeling mellowness, a.