”“No, I should say not.” Bella flopped down on the bed next to him.“So this was just a witch thing?” he asked, rolling onto his side again ...o he could look at her face. He glanced down at the markings she’d drawn above his heart. “I guessed that, what with you drawing on me, but I admit I hoped it wasn’t just a witch thing.”She nodded, tapping the mirrored symbols drawn on the swell of her breasts. Her fingernails were short and clean, without any of the lacquer that was becoming popular among. ” She ran the tip of her finger over the tip of his cock. It was oozing precum. “Tell me,” she whispered. He closed his eyes again as she held him. “I... I come home from work one night,” he told her. “You have just got in as well but you arrived home with another man. You are upstairs and he is sat down at the kitchen table. He’s all dressed up ready to go out. He gets up and shakes my hand, introducing himself. He tells me he’s a friend of yours and that he’s taking you out tonight.. I knew that underneath his clothes was that big cock that I had seen that morning, and I couldn’t help but fantasize about it. I knew that he could see what I was doing, but I didn’t seem to care. We arrived at the restaurant and walked to the car. We both got in and he agreed to let me drive. So I began driving us home. I could feel Mike staring at me, I couldn’t help but smile. “Did you have a nice shower?” He suddenly asked me. I giggled, “Oh, you heard that did you?” “I certainly did, must. Call it luck, a miracle, whatever, somehow we managed to surviveand life continued. You ever think about what happened up there?" Do you think I would't?" Megan said sarcastically."You're right, that was a stupid question. Of course you think about it.I sometimes can't sleep at night, trying to recall just what it was weencountered up there. So let me ask you a better question, just what doyou think it was? Certainly something did intercede on our behalf." I really don't know." That's.