And a few hours later I heard the now familiar sound of Sue grunting like a pig as seven of them took turns sodomising her. But in the main they left ...us alone.I was beginning to get severe cramp in my shoulders. I called softly across to Susan to release me but she was either unconscious or so traumatised she was unable to move, that I realised I could expect no help from her. I struggled for a while with the bindings securing my wrists but the bastards had done their job too well and it was. Not at the moment." Do you want one? I can whip up a powerful concoction for you," she asks hopefully."Ummm, thank you, but I will just find love the old-fashioned way. Thank you though," I respond smiling. "So, are all your spells ... good spells? Or, ummm, do you do any, not so nice ones?" I ask hesitantly."Ah, you are wondering if I cast any hexes. Well, sometimes a hex is needed, called for, you know. If someone truly bothers me. Oh, this one is really important - bloodroot. If someone were. This guy had consumed her with his kiss. He had held her tighter then any other person had ever held her and picked her up, sat her on the rail of the balcony. What a rush! But was she putting herself in danger? John stood outside of the door like a little boy waiting for his best friend too anxious for her to come out. Wow, who was this girl? So young and beautiful, how young was she anyway? She said 19, but looked. . . 18 maybe 17? Yet he had never been in the presence of another person where. “I almost want her to catch us. To see who I'm a slut for.”“We should tell her,” I panted, sliding through her hot, tight tunnel. She was so silky. Her pregnant pussy amazing.”“No!” she hissed, both her hands clawing at my back beneath my shirt, her hips undulating. “I don't ever want to stop fucking you. She'll ruin it.”“She might not,” I panted, pumping away, savoring the hot silk of her pussy.“That prudish bitch wouldn't understand!”“She's not a bitch,” I growled, thrusting harder, my balls.