She didn't go into detail yet, but I was to make myself a headdress that evening, from materials we bought, which had horns. I set about it and did a ...airly good job. We didn't have sex that night, she said she was waiting for the Saturday. I looked forward to it of course. At least I did at that point.Early on the Saturday morning, we went down the long lane to the little local shop, for some groceries. There were a group of young lads who I think worked on a farm not far away, about ages 19. " I doubt that very much," I countered. "You look barely out of yourteens."As we feared the food was poisioned, neither Robert nor I ate."I am Gwendolyn, Hasamonis's witch," she told us."I must have been mistaken because according to stories you were aroundin my grandfather's time, yet you plainly appear to be a young woman." If he was still alive, your grandfather's grandfather would not be asold as I am. I have used my magic to keep me young. Oh well, I guess Ishould eat some of this food so. You weren't yet done with the ice. Oooh! You touched the ring of my clenching anus and the jolt in my loins was almost unbearable. Round and round you circled my opening, the cold water dripping into my furrow, against all reason fanning my flames hotter and hotter. I grasped your thigh beseechingly. Oh, Michael, relieve my misery. Have mercy on me. It was when the ice passed into my bottom hole that I felt the first nudge of your fiery phallus prodding the gateway of my vagina. Hot and cold.. . Let me see your mouth, the tongue... Show... You want tô suck me or not? - I want... Do you? But first shag, eat me.- Do u want tô bang me now? Here... It's not just tô play, just tô kill your de-sire....- AAaaaaahhhhh!! No... She, she... She wants now.- She asked, said... Now?- Here... She wants your dick, hard coarse. Puncture me, rip... She, she wants tô see my suffer... Hurt.... What do I do, uncle?- I helps. Swear, it doesn't hurt. Show you, first hold your legs, your knees....- Like.