It was originally gonna be just us girls, but they all wanted to invite their boyfriends. Now I’m the only girl without a date. How’s that gonna l...ook? The birthday girl without a date?”Despite my exhaustion, I chuckled. “No, that definitely won’t work.”“So I thought to myself, ‘Who’s the only guy I know who’ll fly into town just to see little ol’ me?’ Actually, you were third on the list, but the other guys’ Learjets are in the shop.”I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or complain.“Will you do. ”“No, not quite,” he says. “That was the name of the demon that she got mixed up with. She took that name after she was fused by the council to a bull. I guess it made her sound more ferocious.”“Oh, she was ferocious alright,” the girl mutters.“I suppose an explanation is in order,” Starkey remarks.“You can always explain over a blow job,” the witch offers, stepping forward and dropping her hand over her father’s crotch. “You were saying something about being horny.”He swallows hard. “You seem. Slowly, a sense of resolve settled over him, and he stood facing the shower head, the spray bouncing of his face as he set his mind on a course of action. Today was a new day, a new start, and he would let the past take care of itself. Drying off, he slipped into his clothes, eager to get the day started now that he had a direction to take it. Stepping from the bathroom, he walked down the hall into the living room. The house was quiet as he stepped out into the living room. He saw Donna’s. "Are you naked?" "No. I am wearing a tiny black satin thong. It's what I always wear when we talk." "Oh baby," I respond to the image she had just presented and began to get hard. "Are you naked?" she asked. "No, I am wearing boxers." "Cotton or silk?" "Silk." "I love the feel of silk boxers against my skin. Do me a favor and let your cock out," she requested. I complied and soon my rock hard shaft is in the air. "Are you hard?" she asked. "Yes." Good. Now I want you to grab it and gently.