“You’d let me do that to your husband?” She asked about her choices.“Yes I would, but more importantly would you let my husband fuck you?”�...You want your husband to fuck me?”“Yes, if you’ll let him,” she asked.“Wow, I’ve never had that offer in here before. I’ll have to think about it.”“Before we leave, I’ll at least have you tasting my husband’s delicious cum, okay?”“Okay,” she replied, her face flushing in anticipation.“What are you trying to do, have me fuck every woman we meet on our. And then, the doorbell sounded. I jolted upright and threw my clothes back on as fast I could. I felt my heart going a million miles per second as I made my way down the stairs. I peered through the window. Holy fuck. It was him. I hesitated. What happens if I answer that door? He knows I’m here. I have to answer. I opened the door a jar and we stared at one another for a second. Damn, he was even better looking up close. He was tall, much taller than Micah. And he had to be pushing 40. His. I knew you were allowed to date then. I just knew you were going to start going out with some dumb kid in your class and I’d never even get a chance to ask you out. What scared me even more was that I have these kinky fantasies and I knew you were much too nice to have anything to do with a pervert like me.”I kissed his chest and ran my hands over him. Then I asked, “Do you still think I’m so nice now that you know all about me? I mean, now you know you can have me and you can do those kinky. Her breasts were so large it was a wonder how she stayed upright, and they were so perky too, especially considering how little support her outfit gave them.That was the thing about Witches who specialised in love and romance, they didn’t seem to have the same sense of decency as a normal person. They talked about sex and pleasure frankly, with no shame, and they were proud of their own sexual appeal too. Magnolia certainly was, the way she showed off her thighs and cleavage. Some men, and even.