He closed his eyes, not wanting to see what a 70-year-old woman looked like down there. She kept on talking."Do you know how witches work? We serve ...other Earth - that's why I have my garden. And Mother - well, she needs to be fed."The woman wasn't making any sense, but that wasn't what Chuck was focused on. The very ground around his body was shifting, getting warmer, creeping and scraping against his flesh, enfolding his limbs, separating them, compressing them in rolling waves.From human. I couldn’t resist anymore and I slipped a finger under my tight skirt to give my clit a rub through the tiny fabric of my thong.It was then that another guy appeared at my window and without delay dropped his trousers to his thighs and thrust forward what can only be described as the most perfect erect cock I have ever seen: hard, smooth and straight, about eight or nine inches with a shiny purple head. Any pornstar would have been proud. This one I grabbed, feeling the hot meat in my hand as I. I surrendered.Our lovemaking was intense and passionate. Natasha was lithe and athletic. She clearly knew what she wanted and how she was going to get it. Natasha straddled me and my cock sank quickly into her wet smooth pussy. Her tits were in my face as she rode me. I just let go and began energetically fucking her, pushing up into her from my hips. Apart from a couple of one-night stands after my divorce, I had not had sex for a couple of years certainly nothing like what was happening to me. This ‘new’ Kate was working for her, and she had far more friends then she used to have, and the quality of her friendships was much better than in the past. Take Scarlet, example, the ‘old’ Kate would have barely tolerated her as a roommate, to say nothing of a friend. OK, she was a nice enough person to be sure, but she didn’t dress as fashionably as girls she used to pick as friends–she wasn’t as cool. But she liked her. A lot. Maybe too much. Especially since Scarlet’s revelation that she.