Margo, when you're home, why don't you try to keep Harry and I focused where Baby Girl is concerned?" Works for me," Margo replied, "how about you, Ha...ry my love?" Sounds like a plan." Certainly works for me," Carol squealed happily."Little Cunt!" Margo said sternly. "Nobody asked you ... but you may feel free to express your gratitude." Yes Madam," Carol whispered, the smile on her face lighting up the room. Her body shivered with bliss as she gave herself over to service.Three minutes later. For a second or two I felt nothing then felt a searing pain in my bottom.“Two” the second stroke landed just as I was feeling the pain from the first stroke.When the third stroke landed I cried out “Jesus Christ”.“Do not use blasphemous language in this house” shouted Mrs Whittingham angrily “that’s just earned you a further six strokes, so be warned” the fourth and fifth strokes followed quickly. I gripped the settee harder and was literally trying to bite my tongue to stop saying anything.. Practically inseparable. And over the yearsthe witch club lost members. But my sister and I kept it alive.Sure. I admit.By the time I was eleven the cross-dressing part became weird.But for me, it was a small price to pay.My best friend was my sister and this was how we connected.Eventually, it became too much for me. Coincidently when I hit puberty. Iguess when you "awaken as a man" then cross-dressing as a witch isn'tvery manly. So I quit. Biggest mistake of my life. Seriously. My sisterwas. ?Can you cum sweetie?? she whispered. ?Yes, and I need to!? Petra laughed. ?Then have your way with me!? Barb yelled as she sat up, flinging her arms open wide. Petra swung Barb onto her back and Barb obligingly put her heels on Petra?s shoulders. With long, hard thrusts Petra fucked Barb with her big clit until she could feel the pressure building. With an incredible explosion she burst forth into Barb?s sweet pussy, filling it with her hot, sticky fluid. ?Stay inside me,? Barb pleaded. Petra.