She swallowed most of it and licked the throbbing member that she still had grasped in her hand.The brindle had a penchant for this treatment as well....Unfortunately, it was rare for one of the bitch's to want to, or be able to oblige. No problems to Duke, the brindle was the most junior of the trio and got whatever was left. If that meant he didn't climax, well so be it and that was just tough.Tonight's entertainment was up for it though. As soon as the whites knot had receded, the brindle let. My bag could pack itself. Who knows, maybe even play a practical joke or two", she thought to herself.She followed the recipe to every detail and tapped the potion bottle with her wand. After a couple of hours of mixing and chanting it was finally ready and she was giddy to try it out."Hmmm, the floor needs a good sweeping." She smiled and found a broom in the closet. She rubbed the potion onto the broom handle and dropped it.While looking at the broom she pointed and said "Sweep this filthy. She was very beautiful. She was tall about 5'7 and had the perfect body. She was about 140lbs and had milky white skin.Her hair was a beautiful shade of red hair and blue eyes,it was the perfect combination,but she always thought she was better than him just because she was rich. He wanted to teach her a lesson. He hated the fact she always made it seem like he wasnt good enough.He wasnt bad looking. He was 6' tall, and has a very sexy body. His hair was a dark brown and his eyes were a very. The bloodstain had turned brown like a cartoon mud puddle – flat and depthless – on pale cement. Moe flinched at the memory of the hot blade slicing into his gut. Not seeing it coming still rankled. Pure gut sense and a keen eye had always kept him alive and healthy. Moe worried that maybe he was getting old. He stomped back around to the front of the house. The mailbox was empty. No name graced its faceplate. There was no chance he’d find a welcome mat in front of an unlocked door, so he.