Under the influence of this glamour spell, Rudy's reasonably built, slender body may as well have belonged to Brad Pitt.I was now only feet away, and ... could see that the spell was taking effect. She couldn't take her eyes off of me, and looked shocked when I turned to her and asked if she had the time. Flustered, she stammered for a second, then realized that she had a cellphone. She fumbled as she pulled it out of her shorts pocket, then held the display up to read. She was centerfold model. Then he yelled, “Wait!” I stopped, in the door way, I didn’t look back but I replied, “Yes?” I heard his chair move a little, so I knew he was standing. He was walking toward me. I was getting nervous again. He stood right behind me, and then he asked. “Can you keep a secret?” Oh my god, I don’t know what it is about him asking me that, but it had such a profound sexual affect on me, I knew right then that if he tried to fuck me, I would do it, it would be his. I then answered, “Yes, yes I can. On the way, Dipti was lost in thoughts when she heard some moans, same funny-crazy sounds she heard from inside her parent’s bedroom, especially on nights when her father used to hug Dipti good-night.She took a wrong turn to see what was going on. There against a wall was a woman’s chest pressed, with her clothes ripped apart. There was a man forcing her on the wall and putting the rod inside her ass, in and out. The woman was enjoying but crying at the same time.Meanwhile, the guy was being. This was about helping a friend in need. I knew if I fucked my Princess, I was a goner. Her tight little body would be too addicting. I would never get enough. Out of respect for both Tracy and Cindy, I was not willing to cross that line.We started to come back to our senses when I realized she had sprayed pussy juice all over my shirt. I smelled as if I just came from a whore house. She looked down at the mess and laughed at me."It's your own fault." Laugh it up chuckles. You would be pissed.