Sometimes the old-school ways work just as well as refined and intricate acts of magic, but within two days, I had already nearly lost all interest in... my new captive. Right from the very start, I always kept her head covered with a thick hood at all times so that I couldn’t make accidental eye contact with her. Her mind seemed to be nearly as strong as her witch grandmothers and she too possess the family talent of exerting it upon others, but I could tell that her gift was relatively weak.. Maxie's words rang in my ears, for all I wanted, he may as well have been king. We splashed in a sea cold as ice, but Maxie's laugh was big and warm, like a giant fluffy towel. When we were both nearly soaked we waded back to the beach, grabbed our stuff and collapsed on the green, or feet on the pebbles of the beach."I can't believe we're really here. For the last few months I have only pictured Strange Lands as a place in my head where you lived." The words were out of my mouth before I'd. I felt sick, and wondered if throwing up was a good look. But, I set my head high and kept walking. Breathing in through the nose, out through the mouth. I walked up to the front door and anxiously rang the door bell. Their house is REALLY modern. Mrs Hamilton welcomed me and ushered me inside. She had WAY too much makeup on, and has probably had one hundred boob jobs, they're hard as rocks. Serious, you can feel them when she hugs you. "Sweety, thanks so much for coming. We're going out for. Even though she was now obviously breeding, she was still quite desirable, and it wasn't easy to keep my hands off her. She had that maternal glow that pregnant women have; beautiful, firm full breasts; slim, smooth white thighs; small tight ass, and a taunt, rounding, pregnant belly. She was always wet and eager for me, never resisting, never refusing when I would press my dick into her small, youthful body and want to love her in the middle of the night or when she was busying herself around.