She was developing a positively feral gleam in her eyes. Finally, she pulled the dildo out of Cindy's full-lipped mouth and slapped her face again. As... Cindy opened her mouth to cry out, my secretary jammed the dildo into her throat as far as it would go. She held it there, pushing hard against Cindy's throat, blocking her breathing. My secretary began rotating her hips, thus making her harness rotate and causing the tongue to rub against her clit. Cindy began to struggle for air, her lungs. I watched for over two hours as mom and her two fuck buddies did everything that two men and one woman can do. When they were done mom told the two men to see themselves out. I had just heard the front door close when mom got off the bed. She got snagged in the sheets, tripped and fell to the floor in such a way that she was looking straight into the vent and into my face. I saw the sudden realization of what I had been doing come over her face and then just as sudden I saw the anger as she. Instead of being angry with me, she smiled and waved me inside."Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked turning back to view herself in the mirror. I just nodded not trusting my voice; I was so close I could see the short blonde hairs on her arms against the honey colour of her skin. She turned back and smiled at me."Come here little boy," she said, "let's see what you've got for Me." her hands unzipped my fly and pulled my rapidly hardening cock out."Oh my, you're not a little boy are you?" she. One more pink magick spell to break some machoice, little did the Fag-Hag suspect her antics would cause such wildromantic mischief.A chain reaction of happenings that would transform that little macho,redhead into an alluring femme; a most romantic sentence for him andher openly gay nephew when they finally hooked up.At the last occult bookstore party, Auntie Irene noticed her Tommymingling close enough to smell the traces of marijuana the other boysmoked earlier. Then she caught Tommy.