As for me, I didn't feel anger at him I was only a little jealous, but I had a plan and if all went the way I expected, I was soon going to explore my...sister's body just like he was.Then as if of a common accord, they suddenly pull away from one another and they entered the living room through the double doors at the end of the kitchen.Since I could no longer watch them through the kitchen window, I walked to the next window, which I knew was one of the three living room windows - there was one. As I reached the prize, I glanced up to see you watching me. I moved in and ran my rough, wet tongue across your pussy, from the asshole to over the clit and across the slight fluff of runway strip over it. You groaned, as I did it again and again.Each time was the same, working my way from down below to over and above. I could taste the sweetness of your honey as it dripped from between your soft, puffy lips. I picked up pace, a little faster as my tongue glided over your wet pussy, over and. I told him that he better or our being there would be pointless. We walked inside and I was immediately hit by a very strong odor that I could only describe as having a smell all to it's own. There were not that many people inside, probably 5 and all guys. I was amazed at the number of sex toys displayed and even more so by the amount of different magazines. We took a slow tour through the store. I couldn't help but feel the eyes of the men checking me out. I felt like a gazell in a Lions. .. really badly ... to anything to do with witchcraft.”“But...” he was floundering, “I don’t believe in witches. You obviously have something, but...”“I am a seventh child of a seventh child, repeating through at least ten generations. I am also,” she took a deep breath, “I am also a virgin. My mother had powers until she married. Now she can only do trivial things. It’s been the same through generations.”“But...”“I told you I had a boyfriend. I do. I did. But we’ve never ... never been ....