" Every 52 years, however, one witch in one coven somewhere in the world would not make it home and would never be seen or heard from again. The thir...een of us would surround her chanting the spell of darkness that The One had taught us. We would then close in on her like a noose." For that, we were chanting capture spells, also taught us by Quello. By the time we reached her, she would be unable to speak or move. We would then take her back to the center of her coven's clearing and lay. ” Natalie answered.Maggi was in her robe, she stood and opened it revealing her incredible and athletic body to Natalie and me. Maggi was 6’ tall and totally hot with a hard body, “A” cup tits with perfect eraser nipples. She’s Italian with tan silky smooth skin, short, dark brown hair, brown eyes, a fantastic silky smooth black bush that went down her outer labia, she called her pussy’s fur coat. She dropped her robe and asked for a towel, putting it down she sat and crossed her legs, exposing. She always would make sure that the trial of her clothes was extensive and flawless before we did the pucca stitching.During the measurement and fitting sessions, normally our conversation used to revolve around general topics such as the weather, people, politics etc.Although the conversation was general, the closeness to her used to give me and unusual pleasure. I at times used to linger on her body for a longer period of time in measuring her. Sometimes I would slowly press her boobs with my. “Oh, fuck, yes, I'm going to cum so hard!”“Good,” I panted, thrusting hard into Wendy's bowels. I sodomized her hard. I rammed into her asshole, my tits bouncing before me. My hands ran up and down my girlfriend's sides. I stroked her, caressing her silky skin as her velvety bowels massaged my dick. “Oh, yes, Wendy, you're going to make us both cum.”“I will!” she promised. “I'll make you cum so hard. Oh, yes, yes, Jenny! Fuck my asshole! This is so hot. Gosh, yes!”I pounded her bowels, every.