You should have been a girl. Then we'd have so much fun dressing up and shopping clothes and shoes and getting our hair and nails done together. Would...n't that be nice, sweetheart? Mother and daughter. You'd be my sweet little girl and I'd teach you everything I know about looking and feeling pretty."Her roaming hands found my little nipples and began, ever so gently, to stimulate them. Then she placed her painted lips on mine and gave me a kiss -- first a delicate soft one and then hard. Now he only cums if he's got something up his ass and is watching gay porn :)Once he has mastered cumming to gay porn, inform him of your decision that you want a bisexual slut. There is no discussion. You've made up your mind and that's all that matters. He just has to accept it and deal with it. If he tries to rebel, calmly explain that he chose this life. It was his decision, he wanted this his whole life. He wanted a powerful woman to take total control over him. Sometimes it helps to tell. ..”Either one of those sirens brought us here, wherever here is or we were transported by magic.“Or both of them brought us here.”Didn’t I just say that?“No, you said one of them brought us here.”Same thing... “Not really...”Whatever. Look, it doesn’t matter.“It doesn’t?” Penelope asks. “Why not?”Because we’re here. We’re alive and not fish food, that’s why.“So what do we do now?”Find out where here is.“I’m hungry,” the witch says just as her stomach growls.When aren’t you? No, never mind,. Mmmm! They say a picture of beauty can speak a thousand words of pleasure…Well every time a picture of you comes into my mind…damn I find myself getting lost in so much pleasure and desire…that without hesitation I feel my dark cock getting excited for you…Wanting you, needing you…and when you’re not here I find myself touching myself for you…I get lost in the realms of wanting my lips pressed against your lips…as our tongues begin to explore the hidden pleasure zones…Damn just sitting here.