I was starting to get into it, enjoying the feeling of this hunky guy deep inside me. I was glad of the cocktails I had drunk at the bar as he didn't...have much finesse. I pressed my ass back to meet his thrusts, steadying myself against the side of the pool as Andrew fucked me."Oh God Anna," Andrew suddenly moaned, gripping my hips, pulling me against him. I knew it was all over as he gave out a loud low groan, and I felt his cock jerking between my pussy lips as he orgasmed, his semen. Delia walks to the bed room looks at her self in the mirror, and realizes Jack was right she was a prostitute or at least she looked like one and sure as hell smelled like one. She suddenly relized what happened last night and this morning. Jack had fixed her an engagement dinner and was going to propose to her, what had she done, she started crying, the phone rang it was her Mother Sheila, Delia was crying so hard her mother couldn’t understand a word she was saying and told her she was on her. She put down her basket and came into my arms quietly, raised up on her toes, and we exchanged a few kisses and several gropes before I pulled her back into a corner workroom, hoisted her up on a heavy bench, swept the wood I had been working on to the floor and tossed her skirts into her lap. She smiled at me as I fumbled with my buttons.I stepped between her slim legs and unleashed my aching root. It sprang up, fully engorged and the girl looked at it and squealed, "Wait" and tried to pull. "Where is her shop?" the woman asked."Down on Cullen by the mall. Can't miss it, it's the only pink building on the street. 'Missy's Sissy's Hair and Nails'. She gets a large amount of business because people know her girls are boys. She always was a little bit out there," the witch said."Now that sort of thing sounds even better!" the woman said."You really are kinky!" the witch said."Hey, remember the old saying: 'different chants for different aunts'," the woman said."I don't remember that?".