So he followed me in was behind me when we came in the room. I bent over my suitcase to move another suitcase and I glanced back to see him staring at...my ass. When I stood up pretended to stumble and bumped into him. I could feel a slight bulge in his pants when I bumped him. I said excuse me and he he responded how I hoped with it was fine. We got my luggage all the way in and I shut the door as he stepped towards me and I took a huge risk and placed my hand on his cock and just looked him. After a few seconds the door opens. The room behind is totally dark, only in the middle is a bench on a stage lit by a spot light. I can see nothing but the stage, but I can feel that we are not alone. In background I hear some erotic music, while my girlfriend leads me to that stage. She takes of my dress and walks around the bench with me one time. Then she positions behind me and removes the corsage. She massages them and it feels like she is presenting them. We move to the other side of. The person handling the mig was just a little shorter than me, dressed in denim bib coveralls and a cropped top tee shirt underneath. At first I thought it was a thin guy, and then I looked at the bib area again and realized my buyer was definitely female! A moment later she finished the weld and stood upright and stretched as she flipped the visor up from her face. Her long dark hair, strong build and dark tan all reminded me of Lucy Lawless from the old Xena Warrior Princess shows and I. There would be no turning back once the incantation started. She looked at her grandmother and then at the objects she had removed from her book bag. Magie noire… the ability always skipped a generation and the secrets shared were never known by her mother. It was better that way, Kendra thought. If her mother knew what she was going to do, there’d be hell to pay. The young woman pulled out the ziplock bags, each one holding a separate portion of the love spell she was desperate to cast. Onto.