Prequel)I can say it, I messed up. But it wasn't all my fault. I trusted thewrong person.But I'm getting ahead of myself.My name is Sabrina, and I'm a...witch.Nope, don't have a broomstick. Although I guess I could, if I reallywanted to make one.Witches are actually a subset of the race known as the Magi. There arethree main subsets - Witches, Warlocks, and Wizards.Before you ask, no, not all witches are girls, and not all Warlocks orWizards are guys. It's about what you focus on, not about. She paused and raised her head back a little bit and then let more of her saliva slide over the taut skin of my throbbing cock. She bobbed her head down once more and her stretched lips slid over the broad corona and seemed to almost lock on just below the crown.“Oh fuck! That’s perfect, sweetie. You’ve got past the thickest part now. I knew you could do it. It feels great. Do you like the feel of it in your mouth?”“Mmmhhhmmmm,” she moaned in agreement and nodded her head slightly while never. .N: I?m sorry, I... I'm just confused.S: Too much? Ok... Let's get you home. But you have to do one thing forme, you have to stay dressed like this. Please!N: Ok.. But you'll drive me home right? What about the clothes?S: They're yours now.N: Thanks! I love them.I grabbed the bags I had brought with the rest of my clothes and weheaded out. The short walk to her car seemed endless to me, I was reallyafraid someone would recognize me as a boy.As we walked we ran into a group of people coming our. "Well," replied her mother, now switching to English, "Our guest has arrived." She stepped aside to allow me to enter the house, and the girl now seemed to notice me for the first time. This seemed to cheer her up as she broke into a stunning smile, coming over and kissing me on the cheek. Her perfume smelled amazing as she leant over me, and her lips felt soft on my cheeks.I couldn't help but glance down, looking down her cleavage which was so inviting, the soft surface of her boobs looking so.