He wanted to see if the sexy lady who lived there was willing to go alittle further. He fantasised about how she had let him fuck herstockinged feet;...would she let him do other things to her? Was shemarried? Did she live alone? Would she even be home when he called?All good questions.Tuesday morning arrived and Brian had filled his sample case and wasready for the road. He was disappointed that he didn't get a legshowfrom the plump but pretty stores-assistant. The foreman was at. I felt like I was with some angle. I rose up and took her breasts in my mouth and started sucking on them. We enjoyed like this for more than an hour and concluded the session with me on top and her vagina full of my fresh morning Cum. After this we freshened up and went to the restaurant.She told me that she enjoyed a lot since last evening and I reminded her of what she was doing at the Pub with me and then the foreigner. She laughed out loud and surprised me with some more details about her.. After several failed attempts, I opened my eyes. “Why is it harder to form the orb the more I force it,” I asked.Petra was the one to answer, “Because there is no need to force the magic. You push the idea of what you want into the mana. You don’t push the mana into the concept.” The clue she gave me brought the memory of burning the bodies. I hadn’t forced anything; I told the mana what I wanted, which made the fire a reality.I closed my eyes and tried again. As the ball started to form, I was. Theywere strapped together with a plastic tie of some kind and then attachedto a hook above my head.Here I was, arms high in the air, half dressed, and scared shitless."Come on in Susie and meet Vicky." Susan walked in and looked at me. Shewas just as gorgeous as Janet."Hi Vicky. Nice to meet you." I could not respond. Susan walked aroundme, letting her fingers trace upon my flesh."She obeys well Sues. You up for a sandwich?" A sandwich I thought? Howthe hell could she be thinking of food at a.