Hansel and Gretel walked through the forest, ignoring the warnings of their mother and the forest animals. The children gasped when they came upon ...he gingerbread cottage, and out popped the wicked witch.. a towering figure who loomed over the lost hungry children. The witch was a modern one.. dressed in pointy spike heels, black stockings, a tight black leather sheath skirt with leggy slit, a leather corset, short black cape and forties hairdo. She waved her long red nails at Hansel and. So I continued in that same erotic tempo, smacking her buttocks alternating between each cheek, thrilled at the increasing warmth that began to spread across them and the rosy blush that soon followed. Gone was the bravado and the fear and neurosis. Now I was in control.Smack. “Owww!” I rubbed. “Mmm,” she purred. “You gonna behave from now on?” “Yes sir,” she said in a breathless almost girlish lilt. I arched myself forward and craned my neck to see her face and found myself hardening at the. .so yea, it will make contact right around her chest. I stand up, and she leans in for a hug. Somehow, her hand finds it's way to my cock. She grins, and says "You weren't lying, it's like a rock". I reply, "It's been like this since the moment I saw you in the mirror.” I invite her to sit for a drink, and some conversation. We actually had a lot talk about, even given the fact we had been chatting for quite awhile online. But this conversation became mostly about our daily life, work,. Being a virgin, I had never sexually experienced anything! Every time my legs rubbed together or the silky sheet caught my nylon encased toes I felt sexual bolts of pleasure between my legs.After what seemed like hours I let my hand further explore my nylon covered pussy.The more I rubbed the wetter the nylon became. I remember thinking that I must have irritated it for my clit swelled and the skin folds covering my opening parted. With my eyes closed I continued to play with my breast and let.