"Everyone wants to know if you're a good witch or a bad witch before they come out." Oh. Then tell them that I'm good. But I'm not a witch. There's no...such thing as witches." Really? You think so?" The little man puffed himself up. "Come here and look, then, smartass."He led her back to the fallen house, and pointed at one corner. Sticking out from under the house was a pair of legs, clad in a black skirt, wearing a pair of ruby slippers."That's the Wicked Witch of the East," he sighed. "And. .very fine. He puts his arms around her has he feels her large DDD breasts press into his chest, he tries hard to keep from getting hard, sure she'd feel it with her body against him as it is.She lets go of him and takes a step back smiling at him. He can now look her over and its difficult to contain his composure. She has perfect curves and a tight round ass under her black pants. She can't help but show a good amount of cleavage with her black tank top and he can see her red bra traps the. Too soon he filled her with his warm thick cream so he kept fucking her till he could get off one more time. As he humped in and out of her cunt she raised her hips to get him in deeper. She loved the feel of that big prick fucking her tight hole and the warmth of his cream when he filled her. She was proud of her body and loved to be naked and know he needed to fuck her many times day and night. He met her in the bar at his hotel where he was staying. In less than an hour he had her naked in. I will not break my promise to the man, and neither will you. That’s got to be set in stone. There is no possible upside to doing otherwise,” he said.His woman nodded. “Okay, it just seems so unfair to the man. He has given up so much. And, he did it for me. If I hadn’t been such an asshole to his woman, his new woman, well...” she said.“We’ll make it right by the man. I’m working on it. It might not be as easy as it would with almost anyone else. But it is doable. And, I promise you it will be.