At that time one of my seniors came to me and asked to share the bathroom. I was nervous and said no. But since he was a senior he literally warned an... shouted at me to come and take bath. So I went to the small bath room and undressed. He started using comments like wow what a big boobs and nice nipples and tried to touch and squeezing my boobs and nipples and I was bit angry and asked him to stop. He said he will take the revenge on it and went away. I was not able to tell my friends and my. And yes, there are a great many spells and enchantments in a witch’s arsenal to enhance beauty. Consuming the heart of a child, winded incantations over bubbling caldrons of putrid smelling (not to mention tasting) potions, invoking glamour (quite effective, but very exhausting)… But none of these were quite as easy to obtain, nor half as pleasurable, as the spell that Moira fortuitously conceived one glamoured evening in the arms of a long forgotten French prince. Once his royal cock was. Man, I had just had an amazing orgasm and already I was craving more. How could she make me feel this way and she didnt even have to do anything? Ever since that night when she caught me masturbating and I taught her how to do it, I couldnt get her out of my mind. I constantly flirted with her, walking around naked, bending over in front her, getting her to look at me naked while choosing clothes. But none of it seemed to work, I couldnt seem to get her in a position to play again. How was I. She moaned loudly looking up to him as she began moving her hips, her hands moved up her stomach as she closed her eyes taking in the sensations he was giving her. "Oh Ryan, Ryan," his name lingered at her lips as she opened her eyes, and looked deep within his. Her breathing deepened as she began to feel thrills running over her body, her pussy yearning, aching for him.She placed her hand on his arm, gripping, moaning in pleasure, "Yes Ryan, Yes, I want it!" She pulled at his sides, wanting.