In fact, we don't have many visitors at all. Gomorrah's a kind of international pariah. I don't believe it has very many foreign friends at all." Why'...s that? Is it a horrible regime like Buggery?" wondered Tracey."Well, in fact it's a democracy. And quite a free democracy. But women aren't allowed to vote, and whichever government comes in seems to compete with each other to maintain the state of sexual apartheid which distinguishes this country." Sexual apartheid?" queried Tracey who'd never. ''Course he does, silly. After he went off with that damn woman, I decided to carry on using it. I don't think he had the balls to ask for it back. Anyway, it's got duff tyres and stuff like that. I was only using it till I could get another one for myself'.''Won't the police prosecute for having duff tyres?''Yup.''And the car is still owned by him and in his name?''Yes.''You are evil, Sheila.'We hailed a passing taxi and in no time we were home.I kicked off my shoes and I flopped down on my. However, getting good video of my tongue darting around Carol’s swollen pussy lips proved difficult, as the back of my head was always in the way, blocking the one thing we wanted to the viewer to see. No complaints. For my part, I enjoyed a slow, teasing hand job, with the camera focused on my dick and Carol’s long fingers encircling my lubricated shaft. The excitement of this new venture, and Carol’s careful attention to the engorged head of my cock, had me shooting my creamy load in. " I'm sure you've already handled that." I nodded as MP tried to speak, but she couldn't—the spell forbade her from telling anyone about me and my magic, and that included my mother, who was a witch. "Meanwhile, I think you two have some business to finish so off to your room, and, no, MP, I don't look like a witch, do I?" MP just stood there, mouth open, until I pulled her away.Once in my room I brought her to me, kissing her gently until MP pulled away abruptly. "Jeremy, how'd your mom know.