Transfixed I tried to imagine the size of tits that would be needed to fill those huge cups. The label stated the size as 40E !! It felt soft and smoo...th and I had an urge to wrap it around my cock and wank off there and thenbut not wishing to take the risk of someone finding me I stuck my hand down my trousers and had a quick few strokes of my, by now, rock hard erection. After a few minutes of playing with myself I thought I had better get back to the job in hand and returned to my pile. I can’t.’ She begged. Anita looked at me through her eyes full of sorrow and said nothing. ‘Tell your husband you are my slut, and I will let you cum.’ He shouted in her ear… My wife’s expression was of pain, sorrow, and desperation. After several more commands and threatening to pull his cock out of her pussy, she finally broke down. She looked at me in the eyes and spoke in cries. ‘Oh, please, forgive me, Vic. I’m so sorry. I’m his slut. I’m his whore.’ She said weakly with tears in her. ”Sebastien shook his head. “I’m not sure. He thinks he has a lead on a third party who has been inside the house. Such a simple spell, no? One cannot go inside without being invited.”“It worked on vampires and some of the fae for centuries,” Kali noted. “I’m more interested in who was able to cast such a spell and have it apply to everyone who has never set foot inside.”“We all have our theories.” Sebastien sipped from his flask, letting out a sigh. “Each theory has its own sub theories, and. “What’s with your wardrobe?” he asked, brows furrowed. “Didn’t you have time to do your laundry? I figured that’s what you were doing when you didn’t answer my calls.” My faced turned a thousand shades of red. “I turn my ringers off on the weekends. Sorry I missed your call.” I lied. He beckoned me closer. Nervously, I complied. Then, looking up at his smiling eyes, my fears dissipated. He held my face in his hands and kissed me with more passion than I dare profess, fearing it would draw.