"Dammit, Daniel! You've been wanting to fuck me for three years. And, now? You want to wait! I'm tired of waiting! I've waited months for you to do so...ething! Anything! You could drop dead before New Years and I'll still be left a virgin. Wondering how long I'll have to wait before I'll find the right guy again!" I'm glad that my death will mean so much to you!" Fuck you, you English prick!" Hey! You can call me prick, asshole, bastard or anything else but don't disrespect my country, Bitch!". I would have to do something about that woman.Monday came and went. I had flashbacks all day about Margret and her neat little pussy but I resigned myself to the fact that I could do nothing about it.Tuesday morning the phone rang – it was Margret.“Hi sexy” she purred, “still thinking about what you saw?”I could hear the smile in her voice.“I fingered myself till I came when I got home, I couldn’t get you out of my mind. I wished you were deep inside my pussy when I came. I really enjoyed. “Hey! Stop that!” she cries out.“We got ourselves a fighter, boys!” one of them says.“I like when they resist,” says another.“No, I don’t want you tearing my clothes,” she argues.“Oh boy!” a third cries. “She wants us to treat her nicely!”This last comment gets a chuckle from the other three. And within seconds, the witch is lying naked before the four little creatures. They are incredibly strong for such little guys too. And their cocks ... those ridiculously protruding cocks ... Penelope. He surpassed his sibling's height about nine months ago and made sure to remind Lance of that all the time. This quickly spurred a fight where the muscled college jock made the younger beanstalk pay for his rudeness. There's the back story. I'm about to talk about the encounter I had over Fourth of July. My job had kept me from seeing the boys for a couple of years now. They lived in El Paso and I couldn't take the time off to make the trip. I was very excited to get to spend time with them..