’ Hannah made a low noise, but otherwise couldn’t reply. They sat there for the next half hour, the witch’s thoughts her own as she plotted and ...lanned. Hannah didn’t think about anything at all, her universe eclipsed by a curtain of blue. Hannah’s eyes stared unseeingly as the witch’s limo smoothly turned through a wrought iron gate and up a long, tiled driveway. It took seemingly forever until a large mansion appeared, dormer windows looming out above lush greenery that bordered the driveway.. " They're just being careful, Mike. I think we were lucky that we had a good doctor like Doctor Silberman who recognized what was happening with you. I think you'll be fine when you can get back home and start to build up your strength again."Dionne arrived and I realized I had been with Mike for over an hour. I saw Mike brighten as his sister smiled and said 'Hi.'"Hi, Dionne. Thanks for coming. Dad and I had almost run out of things to talk about. How are things at college?" They're fine,. Aunt Sarah maneuvered her way around so she was now facing me with my cock still in her pussy, she leaned forward and lick my lips, tasting her own cum. She must have liked it as she began kissing me hungrily. When Aunt Sarah finished thoroughly enjoying my mouth she laid her head down on chest."That was amazing." She said breathlessly "I haven't came like that in years, and now it's your turn." Aunt Sarah got off of me and my cock slid out of her sweet cunt with a plop. She positioned herself. Hell, I might take a stroll downtown and do some afternoon drinking at the Hotel Earl with some of the Garcias--a loosely knit confederation of renegade migrants who'd been coming up each summer since before the camp. They preferred the old style: driving up in their own cars, booking rooms at the local flophouse, and taking their meals under the sign of the golden arches.I didn't blame them--for all its convenience and amenities, the company camp was not much more than a bunkbed barracks. No.