I just loved his accent. I thought he was the most wonderful boy in the world. But it turned out he was just a pimp." She spits out the last word and ... can feel her tense up like an angry cat. "Shh, Seniora, relax. Answer this question." My voice is now soft, and low. My mouth is inches from her ear, and I know she can feel my warm breath. "Did you love him?" I ask, my hand now on her leg. I can almost hear her pounding heart. She gazes out the window some more, and I feel her trembling. "I. G. my mother in law is giving me a blow job I said to her June, June what are you doing ? she stopped and looked up at me and said I told you I miss sucking your cock Robert now you just be good and lay back enjoy and let me finish and with that she put my cock back into her mouth and continued working it, I told her June you have to stop with out lifting her head and my cock still in her mouth she mumbled no I tried to lift her head of my cock but the more I did the harder the pushed down. I felt her swallow a couple of times in order to handle the volume of thick tangy goo that filled her hungry mouth. Then she emitted a soft ummmm as she exhaled and relaxed her head in my lap. Again, she managed to gather herself and climb back to a sitting position. Still there was no sign of poppa coming our way. “I’m so glad you got have an orgasm too. Besides I love having that taste in my mouth.” As she said that I turned her face toward me and kissed her deeply. Her tongue went into my. That was the thing about Witches who specialised in love and romance, they didn’t seem to have the same sense of decency as a normal person. They talked about sex and pleasure frankly, with no shame, and they were proud of their own sexual appeal too. Magnolia certainly was, the way she showed off her thighs and cleavage. Some men, and even some women, would come say hello in her workshop just to steal a look at her body. Some were lucky to get a little more.Magnolia’s workshop was located.