He bent down, kissed my butt and said, “You have a beautiful tushy.”I blushed.He then bent me over his desk and put his cock in me.“Do you like ...y cock,” he said.“Uh huh,” I moaned.Every tine his cock went in and out of me he would ask the same question. My answer was always the same.I could tell this position was tiring him out, so I asked him if he wanted to change positions.We walked over to the couch. Quickly he took the cushions off of it, placed them on the floor, and lied down back. "I--I didn't want to fight with you," I reply breathlessly as I fight back my moans. Now is NOT the time to succumb to this man even if my orgasm continues to build within me. "Oh but ignoring me made it even worse...and now I am going to have to punish you for being a bad Alice. You were not meant to see the duchess so soon, and yet you did. So the Queen of Hearts wants me to punish you," Whitey says with a grin. "And I definitely don't mind punishing you." I gasp as he plunges two fingers. .Still with us? Good! On with the show!What has come before...Imagine a world just like our own earth, but with several marked differences:1: Magic is real, and some gifted people, mostly passed down through bloodlines of witches or mages, can use it to accomplish things that defy the laws of physics. However this is not magic like in D&D, mostly magic is subtle and very rarely destructive in nature. Magic advises, assists, invigorates, instructs, and heals; it doesn't protect, purge, or. Barton entering his house, I told myself that Vicky was going to come out at any moment and she was going to join us in our game. But it didn't happen. She came out of the Barton's house well over an hour later and further more, when I asked her to join us, she said that she didn't feel like playing. Instead, she went directly home.I would have forgotten completely about the incident, if the next day, while we were all seated around the table, mother hadn't ask my sister if Mr. Barton had.