"Yes, Aunt Em," said Dorothy still seated upon the bail of hay with her arms crossed under her breasts and still feeling the phantom tinglings of the ...straw cock lodged deep inside her. She did not come which always put her in a cranky and irriatable mood. After supper that evening she took a long walk along a narrow path that led deep into the forest. Some did not like to accompany her because they believed that the forest was haunted, especially when the trail led closer to Miss Gulch's house. But that was only the beginning as you stood before her in her quaint forest hut.* * *"You're my toy now," she says to you. "That means I like you. You're fun! But it also means you're playing a little game with me whether you like it or not."She eyes you over. To be honest, your erection came easier than it should have, but now the stroking hand has something to work with. You shift your trousers uncomfortably. She continues and grins."If you orgasm, you lose. That's it. You lose my challenge,. Her legs spread open wide. Mary headed straight for her open wet pussy. I watch as Mary start licking and sucking her pussy and clit. Mary's tongue slid up and down her wet slit....licking up her wetness with each lick. Sarah's clit was swollen hard and poking out from it's hood. I watched as Mary sucked her clit into her mouth. Sarah moaned loudly and her body trembled. She grabbed Mary's head...holding it hard against her clit. I climbed on the bed and scooted over to Sarah's head. My cock. After laying there for around an hour or so, his mom finally called him down to rejoin the family for dinner. Taking his seat at the table, Ken glanced around the room at his various family members. His mom had two older brothers, Lee and Stan. Though Lee was tall and still relatively youthful looking at forty-five, Stan was shorter and beginning to bald as he approached fifty. Still, both of them had one notable thing in common as far as Ken was concerned: they were both still jocks at heart..