"Simone gave a slow secretive little smile."Were not just gypsies for nothing Michelle," she declared."What d'you mean?" We've still got relatives you...know, relatives down the west country." So what about them?" Well my Great Aunt Geraldine." Who's she?" Only one of the last and greatest gypsy herbalists left in Britain." So?" Well, if I went down to see her, she could knock me up a potencypotion." Oh come off it Simone. That's all superstition and nonsense, oldmedieval quackery!" Oh no it's. Eventually a huge thick door opened at the foot of the stairs and Jane went in side a chamber of sorts. The door slammed shut behind her, the first sound she had really heard since waking. Jane felt her throat relax and tried to speak.?Welcome to my kingdom,? the voice intoned ?as you are now twenty feet below the basement of the chateau we can now have a two way conversation.?Jane coughed to confirm that she could indeed speak and then suddenly the frustration of the past few minutes burst. "How to make your woman happy." "Do Men Belong in the Workplace?" The cover was just as strange, showing a smiling young man with his arms around a scruffy-looking little girl and a boy who was dressed for church.No! This was all some sort of awful trick. He got up and ran for the garage. Again, everything seemed normal. Moving over to his battered toolbox, he reached up underneath the bottom drawer and pulled out a magazine Peggy wouldn't know about. Except that now it was called 'Playgirl,'. I get up from under her, my face covered in her cum. She’s still recovering but I give her no chance to lie down. I get behind her, line up my reinvigorated member and enter her in one thrust. Her head comes up and she utters, “OH ggggod”.Encouraged by her words I start to sway back and forth. I look to her side and see her breasts swaying in the same rhythm. I have my hands on her ribs so I can feel her breathing. When it becomes erratic I assume an orgasm is on its way. I grab a full hand of.