Do not make a noise. She instructed, forcing his gaze down. He watched her wrist flex with each push into herself, his member hard and erect. The silv...r ring under the head of his penis, his identification, shone under the bright lights in the basement. She stopped what she was doing and messed with the ring. He furrowed his brow in worry, nervous about his Mistresss plans. She sensed his discomfort and left it alone. Walking to a shelf near by, she grabbed a handful of wooden clothes pins,. In return, if the baby were a girl, she would be given to witch's son to wed on her eighteenth birthday.The king and queen agreed, though they asked why. And the witch replied because her son deserved a princess. Very soon after, word spread that the queen was pregnant. When the day came they wished for a boy, but when a baby girl came out they fell in love with her instantly and named her Annabelle. And when the witch didn't return, they forgot about her and were happy.Annabelle grew quickly,. Rather than back off, however, he gave her a wry grin, a wink, and draped his hand lightly over her mound, one finger idly prodding at her womanhood.Amanda uttered a small gasp and swallowed. Her folds became damp after only a few moments, as conditioned now as she was to respond quickly to direct erotic stimuli. Very soon his finger slid over freshly slick flesh that was growing steadily more aroused from the touch.Amanda moaned softly. Inwardly, she resented how her training had made her body. " You said you could give me children." I could ... in several different ways, of which the best would be the use of a donor cell combined with your semen. With careful selection, I could ensure red hair, green eyes, and freckles. Such a child could be brought to birth safely. Either in vitro, or in Romy. But that wouldn't be best for you." Oh, really? What do you think would be best for me?" I think that is sarcasm. Am I right?"I sighed. "You're right. But I am interested to hear what you.