The horsecock dangled before her eyes.She reached a hand to it and touched it. It was as yet a dead and lifeless thing. But its enormous size was an i...ndication of its hidden potential.Even limp it was an inspiring sight. The knowledge that her dream was about to be real sharpened her lustful edge. She felt demonic, and hot.She continued teasing it with the tips of her fingers. She thought she felt an inch of blood or so lurch its way into the cock. She gripped it.The soft underbelly rested on. Shit! I thought, panicking. I was free! All I had to do was open the door and leave, and then I would be released from this coven of crazy witches...I looked back towards the main area where I heard someone laughing.Quick, I thought. Time to go. Time to get out of here, pack up my entire life, and move someplace far, far away where no one knows me or can associate me in any way to this group of girls who all, somehow, were able to get pregnant all at once... ... and then the girls would go back. Keep things cool okay?" nudging his friend under the table with his foot.Nena glanced up, her eyes furtively scanning the room for Constancia, but didn't see her anywhere. She took a deep breath. 'Where could she be, ' she wondered."I have an idea," Mark said, interrupting Nena's train of thought as he took another long pull of his beer, "Why don't we play a little language game before the band comes on?"The others around the table nodded their agreement. Nena said in her broken English, "I. " You can't mean it Nicole, I can't believe you're leaving because I'm lousy in bed, I try to be as quick and easy as I can, so as not to bother you with it, but you're so damn beautiful and sexy, occasionally I just have to have you."I couldn't believe what I was hearing, my wife, sitting in front of me like a stripper in a club I frequent, except the lights were bright instead of a hazy dimly lit bar. Nicole's comment of four or five years ago intrigued me as well as scared me; I was starting.