The moment passes and Nina closes her eyes as a swell of such sweet pleasure inundates her face. She raises her arms as if surrendering to the sheriff... and Chloe pulls her top up and over her head, the material stretching as it travels her elevated arms. Her armpits are shaved and pasty, and I imagine licking her there, tasting the bitter roll-on residue while breathing her fragrance. Chloe’s hands loosen hooks and eyes, Nina’s bras eased from her, allowing me to see dainty breasts. God, how. You could see the nice lips of her pussy. My cock was bulging in my thin shorts. I wanted to grab her and tie her up and fuck her for a week without stop. She looked at my cock and smiled. Then she reached her hand in my shorts and grabbed my huge shaft. She stroked up and down and my cock was dancing at her touch. I reached my hand inside the skimpy halter and latched onto her nipple. I rubbed it between two fingers and twisted and pulled it. She must have liked my touch as she reached around. It was true that she had failed to find a single human male with the ability to fertilize her witch’s egg with the seed to create the seventh sister. The parable of the “Seventh Sister” was repeated in song by the long line of moonlight dancers with not a single stitch to their name. They all knew the coven’s affiliation with the underworld of evil and vileness was best not spoken of in mixed company. They all feared bringing it down on their backs with a meaty slap of finality that might. E., it was typical girl-talk. I could easily imagine Julia and Carol spending hours talking about it in the same manner.]I said, "That's good. How about you have dinner at our place, then I take you and maybe Carol to your place afterward. It'll have to be soon after dinner, because you've got so much to talk about."I must've overdone the facetiousness, because Julia gave me a suspicious look. I concentrated on the road and looking innocent. I think she half-believed me (the "concentrating on.