Back to spite. That didn’t take long.I thought seriously about asking her why she hadn't brought her broomstick to fly home on.We both threw what little things we had in our bags and in the back of the pickup. There wasn’t any time for breakfast. Hungry, tired, still horny; it was going to be a long day, still with the witch.At least we didn’t have seats next to each other on the flight back to Seattle. She didn’t have to pretend to be friendly, not that she would have in any case. And I didn’t have to smell her perfume, remember last night, her lips so close to mine, her tits. God, I was in a bad way!There was no goodbye at the Seattle airport. Witch went to her car and I went to mine. It was a long drive back to Sammamish, remembering her pussy pressed against my cock, her tits pressed against my chest. Never to see her again. Good!I heard from Brian at the end of the following week. He and Cathy had taken their honeymoon right there, spending another week in paradise. I’d never. In short you’ll do whatever I tell you. Understand?”Lisa gulped down a sob, and nodded.“And now your fuck for me.”Lisa stripped. Her bra fell to the floor, she ran a hand over her lacy panties, then pulled them down to her ankles, she stretched them as she moved her feet apart. There were six of them. Six tall, muscular black guys. The first held his cock in his hand, slowly wanking it. It was erect. Hard and throbbing. He sat on a leather sofa. She was mesmerised by it. She edged forward, her knickers caught on her heels. She kicked them off. Then straddled him. His cock stretched her as it slide inside her, it was huge, she didn’t know if she could take it all. All the time she told herself that she was doing this for David. She held a cock in each hand, slowly exciting them. She opened her mouth, another cock. It fucked her mouth, she gagged, spit dribbled down her chin. The cock inside her was pounding her cunt, and despite herself she felt the first wave, deep inside her. It.
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