. He took a sip of his tepid coffee, frowned at its bitterness, then rose to press the microwave into service. How long have I been sitting here?The s...orm howled and moaned. He smiled at an aural memory. The sulfurous stench of room temperature eggs tickled his nose. Shaking his head, he added them to the reheating queue.She’s not mine, but she’s not his, either. Not exclusively. Not anymore.The microwave beeped. He exchanged the eggs for a steaming cup of caffeinated velocity.Does that mean. But something is different. It’s not wrong, yet not exactly right either. Faintly she can hear the waves crashing... Shouldn’t those waves be lapping, not crashing?Finally the witch opens her eyes. She isn’t in the middle of the sea on an outcropping of rocks. No, she is in a small four walled house, one a very comfortable bed. “Where are we?” she asks, propping herself up on an elbow to get a better look at the place.Beats the hell out of me. Besides that, how the hell should I know?“I don’t. You start to choke a little, but keep pulling me closer despite.You pull back, releasing my stiff rod with a sharp pop and gasp for breath for a moment before lapping at it, suckling my balls and stroking my hard shaft.I give you the moan you are waiting for, earning a moan of satisfaction from you.You shift uncomfortably on the hardwood floor, but keep licking and stroking diligently, taking the head into your mouth and stroking rapidly, urging me to cum.I can’t last long under your. "Your cock has been up my ass, as dirty as I feel I’m not going to suck it until I clean it.” She gets her hands all soapy then starts to clean his shaft and balls. She peels back his foreskin and cleans behind head.Splashes of water land on her hair as she looks at his now clean cock. She leans in and starts to lick and kiss his tip. Her soft wet lips on his sensitive cock head. Her tongue is warm and soft as she uses it to pleasure him. Slow and deep she takes him in to the back of her.