The force made her jerk forwards but the ropes held her firm, a shooting pain crossed her shoulders and she cried out again, both in pleasure and pain...as her Master’s cock began to hammer in and out of her pussy.It wasn’t gentle or loving. He was using her body for his pleasure, his cock thrusting deep and hard into her pussy, he didn’t care about her pleasure just his own, she was being used and nothing more and it was driving her wild.“You like that Slut Bunny? Like your Master’s cock deep in. . but I do remember one night when you guys were pretty vocal and I got a good idea of what was going on,” I admitted. “It made me realize that my parents weren’t that old.”The old guy laughed, grabbed his crotch and shook it. “I don’t know if we’ll ever be too old for that, Charlie,” he said proudly.“No, what I mean is that the bulk of what I knew about sex at the time came from my exploration of your secret stash.”“OOhhh,” my Dad said as the lightbulb went off. “My nudey book collection, eh.. .. I rubbed my eyes clear of the tears that welled up whenever I thought of Grams and plowed ahead with my studies. The locator spell I selected needed only two ingredients. Something from Grams' body and a tincture of Power infused Witch Water. No problem. I filled a small vial with tap water and I found strands of Gram's hair in her hairbrush.Of course, with an incantation, I could have cast this spell on myself without needing any ingredients. Very early in the little training Grams was able. Yasmin knew the pleading, ?I knew you would mind giving me a bed for a day or two?? meant another row at home, probably over Meena’s fondness for money and older men, and that her stepmother had thrown her out?again. Of course Meena was asleep in her school clothes when Yasmin got back from her date so that's why she was in the armchair while her sixteen year old cousin snored in her bed. Meena was a bloody nuisance. Lying dozing in the armchair Yasmin squirmed trying to get comfortable,.