No one, other than me and the person who cast the effect, was able to use magic in the area. I was under the impression that her methods would not wor....”“What made you think that way?” Pasha asked.I shook my head. “At the time, we believed that I was related to the caster, which turned out to be true,” I said, and anticipating more questions, I held up my hands to stifle those questions. “However, we are also getting off subject. I wanted to explain the Magus-Fonte bond. I wanted you to. "Touch my breasts, pinch my tiny nipples hard, and let me know that you are a man that knows how to teach little whoring cock-sucker girls to beg for cock. Make me feel like a slut with your cock deep in my throat, twist on my soft mounds, pull them and make me wince and want more!"I felt his hands, gently at first, then at my words, more urgent and rough on my breasts, as he swung his leg across my chest and rammed his cock deeper and deeper in my yearning mouth. He started humping at my face. "Indeed,it's my pleasure."And he pointed his wand at her again and said, "You've been spanked soyou know what follows: Traci sucks and Traci swallows."The world sparkled and Traci said, "I've been spanked, I know whatfollows: Traci sucks and Traci swallows."And so of course she took down his pants and took his hard, uncircumcisedcock in her mouth. Did he really need magic for this? She was a bimbo. Itwas her nature. It was her purpose. It was her joy.She bobbed her head with more and more. “I guess Allison and I will tomorrow,” Jay said. “I looked up this place on the internet. Did you know the cheapest apartment around here costs $2,200 a month?”“Right, I did,” I agreed. “Which translates to about half a two-game paycheck this season at the rookie minimum salary to pay for a full year. Do you think you can live on the other $424,000 or so you get for the remaining fifteen games?”Jay laughed and shook his head. “Allison and I have been pinching pennies since we got married. I.