However, most Magic-Users lacked the skill to spota Shape-Shifter who didn't want to be noticed. Kevin was pretty certainthat Jason Miller lacked the...needed skill. There certainly was a chancethat Miller might look at him with the third eye. If that happened, thenMiller would know that Kevin had some type of lesser enchantment going.He just wouldn't know what kind of spell Kevin was using."What do you want?" The voice, Kevin assumed was Miller, said."Mister, I'm selling candy bars for my. It pleased me. I wanted to beat the shit out of her, too, because I wanted to be pleased even more. But it was good just to see her bawl. Like a nut, she remained on her elbows and knees, let me stay in her hole and kept Higgie's dick in her mouth despite all her crying. I knew that she was a bitch like every other bitch. They're all the same. They pretend they're worth something, and they all end up the same way, needing cock and holding onto it whenever they get the smallest chance.. But..." He never let me finish. Bobby just took his overstimulated penis in his hand and brought it to the slippery little pink line of flesh I'd described earlier and placed the head at the trembling entrance of my pussy. He began to push as I continued to beg him to spare me. "No Bobby No!" I gasped, "Please...please don't fuck my cunt! It's too small for your big thick penis!" I felt my bare pussy beginning to reluctantly admit my aggressive boyfriend's demanding cock even. I had an average size B-cup breast and you might say an hour-glass figure. My hair was naturally brown and I typically kept it shoulder-length. I assumed he liked me this way as he never complained.As I looked at my reflection I pictured him behind me, holding me with his hands around my waist as he would. I wiped away a tear from my eye and began to turn toward the bed, but as I began to look away I could have sworn my reflection smiled back at me. Confused, I turned back around but saw.