He was bigger, knocking at her backdoor, than Trish had quite counted on. She closed her eyes, wondering if she could go through with it after all. Bu... she had to know if she could take it. Ken was expecting a piece of her ass when he got home from California, and if she could engulf Kyle's rod, she knew that she would be able to take on her husband's rather larger tool as well."I thought you were gonna fuck my asshole," she taunted. "Feels like you're just playing with it." Yeah?" he growled.. Swinging back to get her goldenrod locks out of her face, the blonde smiled and began petting the brunette’s slit with her hand, polishing her fingers with a wet gleam. Biting her lip, she inserted her middle finger up into her slave’s pussy, spreading her lips and making her whine through her gag. Whether it was to cause her pleasure or pain, the blonde began forcing her finger into the brunette’s pussy with sadistic speed, moving her hand into a blur while her slave moaned and cried. None of my business. I let myself in. I could hear Dad and a woman's voice coming from Dad's room. I had to relieve myself and when I got to the bathroom and nearer to his room, I could hear they were doing more than talking. Still none of my business.I made coffee, found eggs, bacon, and put bread in the toaster. They were still involved when I slid the dirty dishes into the sink. I let myself out and drove down to the house on the avenue. Where Sandy's car was usually parked, a strange. ”“Yes, I will.”“Then do it.”And this is exactly what Hazel does.“You bit me!”“I told you I would.”“I didn’t think you would.”“I’m a cat of my word.”“I still don’t believe you,” the witch says, rubbing her hurt finger. “I need a witness.”“Well, the only witnesses are the gods.”“I don’t know any.”“Sure you do,” the cat reminds her. “You know Crocdius.”“He’s not here.”“I know that.”“And I don’t know how to find him.”“I know that too.”“Then what’s the point of reminding me that I know him?”“In case.