Maybe too close.The wind shifted. She could almost smell it. Thought she could, in fact, smell burnt wood, and other horrible things. Maybe Wendy was ...ight. To take her baby north, into untold danger ... yet, the oracle had said to go. Oracles were to be followed, even weakly cast ones."I think..." Wendy started.Jack's head snapped to the north. The witch frowned."What?"Polly wondered, too. Jack, eyes wide, took a few steps north. His body almost seemed to ... vibrate. As they watched, his blue. “Are you going to be a good girl for your master?” Mmmmm Mmm as I nodded. “Good slut”. He then took off my blind fold and I saw him, 6’3 dressed in a suit with bug muscles and much much older then me… He then took off my bindings and ball gag, then sat down and said dance for me slut. I crawled over and gave him a lap dance, as I sat on his lap and bushed over his cock was huge! But it was still semi hard… not even fully erect my ass quivered at the thought! I carried on and he spanked me now. I always saw her, as much as I tried not to, as incredibly sexy.She was forty now with a husband and that’s why I pitied her. Because of her balding, perpetually angry husband.A kid had never come along. Maybe they were satisfied without but from his temperament and the look of him, I perhaps judgementally guessed that the husband couldn’t deliver.This made me feel sorry for her because she was gorgeous. She had always been the most frequent of my fantasies when younger because she was very. At the same time, she tried to avoid Rick, and her brother Billy too.So she was sitting in the minister's office, leafing through a magazine, when a very handsome guy in a tuxedo poked his head in the door."Whoops, I guess this isn't it," he said. "I'm looking for Rick Stewart. I'm his best man."Randi smiled, intrigued by the good-looking man. She was almost sorry to be wearing a formal dress, which covered up the lines of her body. But she squirmed in her chair and crossed her legs, watching.