Sometimes Anna hated living in this city, being born in this time. In school she was taught about a time where this sort of thing would be out ruled a...d anyone participating hunted down and sent to prison. Anna secretly wished she lived in that time. Some girls she knew from school despised their parents for allowing such a thing to be done, but Anna knew better. She knew her parents were legally obliged to make their daughters participate, unless they wanted to be hunted down, like the people. "My heart leapt up into my throat."What are you on about?" I said in a strangled voice."Last weekend, when I was waiting in your lounge I found an envelope of photographs down the side of the sofa."I knew exactly what he was talking about but said nothing."Very nice Mike, by the time I was looking at the last one I was very impressed."How could I have been so stupid? Leaving the evidence lying around like that? The series of pictures began with me standing in front of the camera and tripod as. It’s a shallow cut, you lacked the courage to make it deep, but drops of blood drip onto the flowers. Hopefully it’s enough.You look back to the spellbook. It shows a diagram of the ritual, which you have recreated perfectly. Below the picture is a Latin phrase. Of course it’s Latin you think to yourself. The final step is easy, simply say the phrase.Unsure of what will happen next you utter: Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo.At first, nothing. I must’ve done something wrong. You look back to the. It was Game on. I stood Greg up and pulled off my shirt, grabbing his cock stroking him with one hand and cupping his balls with the other the per cum came fast. Scott stepped up next to me and knelt down putting his hands in my shorts, I was so wet he put three fingers inside me with no problem. With his other hand he pushed my head to Greg's cock and in my mouth it went. I only had to deep throat him three or four times and he fired such a hard load into my mouth. He came so hard he damn near.