I loved to feel her hot and velvety shaft throb against me as she ground her self into my chest. All the while she is wanking me and caressing my ball... and thighs. I started to approach climax again so I had her stop and we both stood up. We went back to kissing and groping. Then I told her I wanted to fuck her boi pussy. I had her get on all fours near the edge of the bed. I knelt down and kissed her ass cheeks and actually tongued her crack and eventually was so full of desire that I started. Why was she so damn turned on? Because she was a fucking slut, that’s why. It was the only explanation. Her skin was tingling where his cum had first landed. It felt like a brand. Julie was sure that when she looked in the mirror there would be some sort of visible mark identifying her. Announcing to the world that she had had her face covered with a man’s sperm. Proclaiming that she was the kind of slut who would kneel in front of a man and let him debase her face with his seed. And that she. .. yes... yes... YES!”She lay there on the floor the rest of the night whimpering and moaning, alternating between “No. No more,” and “Yes... yes... yes...”I wasn’t sure what to do, but I was pretty sure I didn’t want the imps getting out and wreaking havoc in the neighborhood. So, I drew a new, larger circle around Annie and then drew an even larger one just outside of that. Then I placed twice as many charms in the proper places to contain both her and the imps. After that, I sat in a chair. ”“Hmm.”“And friends — The McGovern and Froggy — they’re ... um ... hash browns! Nice and crispy and salty...”“Birdie...”I held up a palm; don’t interrupt the narrative. “But that wedding — that’s Brussel sprouts. If you know what I mean and I think you do.”“Clean your plate, Birdie.”One change — so subtle that a less seasoned observer might have missed it — was that the Three Mouseketeers were now the Two Mouseketeers. Trish having banned Froggy from the premises, “Just until after the wedding,.