It sounded like the telephoneconversation was ending so I pushed Andrew away and sent him back to hisseat."Well, that was quite a story you just told,... Sandy said when shereturned to the room. "I'm not saying I buy any of it, but just for therecord, have you been using any of that witch magic on Andrew?" None at all," I replied."I was afraid you'd say that." Sandy poured herself another drink butthis time just took a sip. "So you claim to be able to turn a man intoa woman using your witch. 'sit here a minute," Sarah explained, "Monica's going to come over anddo your make-up."?And, true to her word, in a short while a sweet blonde girl came over.?"Hi, I"m Monica and you must be Simon," she sang. I smiled. "Ok, youdon't need to do anything, just sit there and let me perform my magicon ya!"How could I refuse, I'd come this far. I sat patiently, whilst sheapplied layer upon layer of liquid and powders and paints to my face.I"m no expert on make-up, but she applied layers of skin. His hands were still on her waist but they soon started moving up the sides of her body. As I watched expecting my wife to move away or slap his hands, my heart almost had a stoppage as the bastard cupped both her boobs through the dress.The black stranger pulled my wife up straight using his hands on her boobs and she closed her eyes smiling as he started to kiss her neck. His hands slowly made their way back down her body until they rested on the tops of her thighs. In a very seductive way,. "Momma please!" I cried. She was unrelenting, pounding harder and harder into me. I gripped the quilt tightly, my knuckles had gone white. Then Momma slowed her pace and pulled the strap-on from my pussy and I breathed a sigh of relief. It was short lived, as Momma stroked my clit with her hand and then pushed the dildo back into me. She thrust into me with quick shallow thrusts. My pussy tightened round the dildo and I cried out but Momma refused to allow me to cum. "Roll over," she said,.