“Nice to meet you”, she said after a long pause and offered me, with not as much self-command as she would have hoped for, her regular friendly ...mile , the one I imagined her offering to all her clients. I was displeased and said warmly , accentuating my dialect and familiar to her accent , the one I let slip on only very intimate occasions “have we met before? ”, rolling my R and stressing the vowels. She parted her lips and gave me a deep inquisitive almost pleading look ,. "Excuse me Mistress, may I leave now?" she asked."No, you look like you're in distress. You must be cramping. Don't worry,you won't mess yourself. Just relax and work through it."Crissy remained seated and slowly the cramping began to fade. Once itpassed Mistress Laura let her leave. Crissy lifted herself out of thechair and the feeling of the dildo sliding out was relieving. As the tipof the dildo slid out of Crissy she felt her pussy hole relax once again.Once up, Crissy straightened her. What kind of a namefor a shop is "Spells R Us", anyway? Still, Peter was curious enough tocheck it out.Inside the shop, he saw an old, bald man wearing horn-rimmed glasses anda bathrobe. Peter couldn't make heads or tails out of any of the dozensof strange artifacts on the dusty old shelves. "What kind of a lame shopis this, anyway?" he muttered at nobody in particular."It's a magic store, Peter," the old man replied.Peter was stunned. "How did you know --?" I'm a wizard," the shopkeep. On the way I dropped off Ellie at her mums, Sarah sat in the back of the car and said "Can you take me to my Nans quickly, only be five minutes", She was wearing her work skirt and blouse again when she came out,"Alright" she asked, "Still think Im horny in my work gear", "Oh yeh, really horny", Sarah repiled, "Good, better take me somewhere and show me" I drove to a little car park near a pond, it was deserted and it was dark,as soon as we had stopped, Sarah put the car seat down flat and.