So I quit. Biggest mistake of my life. Seriously. My sisterwas so into it, you wouldn't believe. She researched everything. Gone wasthe child's play. ...ith each year she would research more about witches.Our pretend rituals became more realistic. And so would my witchdisguise. And when she insisted on me wearing a bra stuffed with-So, yeah. I quit.It drove a wedge between me and my sister.Without witch club, we slowly drifted apart.By the time we were in our early twenties, our contact was. I feltlike I was a furry kelp bed when I wore that costume. One thing wehadn't counted on was that I was allergic to the smell. The eveningstarted well but as it progressed I started to itch. Just a little atfirst, but after an hour, I started to swell with hives. I felt asthough my skin was on fire and I had to remove the head to breath. Tinasaw my face and she let out a gasp."Oh my God, Bill, what happened to your face?" she asked, obviouslyconcerned."I don't know. I itch like hell." Your. Turn on your back and spread your legs, she hears me saying. Jenilee feels my hairy legs pushing her legs apart. She feels my hard rock 9 inch cock pressing aganist the lips of her pussy, she bucks and jerks as my hand runs up and down her pussy, stroking her clit, then back down and one finger begins to enter her. Jenilee whimpers and moans opening her legs more, giving me access to her pussy." " please..don't do this..please..stop..aaaai..aaaai..aaaah..aaaah..aaaah..nnnooo." " Please, don't. "I don't exactly want to leave you, Jim. I want you to have the best possible chance at happiness and that dictates that we separate. You've heard that old saw, once a cheater, always a cheater. You can't trust me. I can't even trust me, so we need to divorce," stated Margie."Isn't this a bit drastic, at least spur of the moment?" I suggested. "Could you explain every thing to me so I can understand your decision, at least?" A whole bunch of us got together yesterday afternoon for a little.