“You can see me play with myself anytime you like.” Eventually we ran back out of the water and flopped wetly onto a towel, which Vanessa had brou...ht down with us “so I don’t get sand up my bottom,” as she put it so delicately. “Is there any event in your life that you return to again and again when you are fantasizing?” asked Vanessa, thoughtfully. “Why do you ask?” I wanted to know. “Well,” she explained, “I have this theory that, if you get hung up on a particular fantasy, it limits your. They would drag them to whereever they wanted to display or dispose of them.We went on a forage mission. It was a gold mine as far as treasure, weapons and horses were concerned. I would take Samuel’s example and sell a small amount at each place as we went along. That would ensure that I get the best price.It was a short time before we finished. Tim had come back leading the horses with all the supplies they had tied to them. Ruby fixed us breakfast and we broke down our camp. I was eager to. ***Two hours... Carina had two more hours to live unless she could find the right sacrifice for tonight's ritual."Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap, whadamigonnado whadamigonnado whadamigonnado!" she mumbled, in a voice full of frustration and self-pity.Being the youngest and least powerful witch in the coven Carina was always charged with finding sacrifices for the covens rituals. Most of the other witches saw finding sacrifices as a task unfitting a pure blooded witch, so it was always given to. A delicate little hand flipped my sleeping bag back, revealing my erection that still poked through the slit in my boxers.“Carry on,” she encouraged, her face less than a foot from my cock. “Let me see you cum. Cum for me.”I wrapped my fingers around my shaft and at a slight nod from her started stroking again, up and down, my eyes watching her face. Her cheeks were flushed, bottom lip caught between her teeth as she watched my purple helmet appearing and disappearing from my clenched fist. One.