. not request ... demand.The orgy I had envisioned was not to happen ... all my conniving was gone for naught. I had just spent thirty thousand dollar... to isolate Grace from parental interference and was forced to bring said interference along. If she didn't come neither would I.The pause was long, yet not long enough for mom to lose the original statement. I completed my thought and vocalized it... "Yet." Not rough ... yet?" she cried."No, mom ... we're still in the river." Oh God, David .... “Don’t worry. I’m a good witch not an evil one,” she said, patting the cards.I looked at her thinking about the Salem Witch Trials and the three toil and boil witches in Macbeth but was bewildered by her announcement. “I’m a white witch,” she said, shuffling the cards then dividing them into three piles. “A white witch is one who knows and is a healer, a teacher.” I looked down at her hands, again noticing the silver ring on her index finger as she touched the cards. “It is important that you. It has become a regular companion partially filling the sexual void left in her new single life, never completely satisfying her craving of having a lover to share a bond with. She turns on her magic wand and starts to please herself massaging her clit and thinking of the man in her dream. Jasmine begins inserting the head of her wand with ease in to her flower which was still wet from her dream combined with the stimulation of her clitoris. She now finds her rhythm with the dildo as her back. The pulpy flesh of her inner lips clasping my boy cock, milking it for her own satisfaction. Her hips were thrusting upwards trying to relieve the itch that was again engulfing her. I started a slow, rhythmical insertion-withdrawal movement and she was soon squirming and pitching her hips to meet every thrust. I felt my balls tighten and my cock started to quiver and jerk."Oh mommy, I'm cumming," I groaned, as my hot sperm shot into her already gooey cunt, "I'm sorry. I wanted to make you cum.