I opened my eyes and stood. As my attention wavered, I lost some of the manna, but I still held enough to serve. The first order of business was to ca...st the circle. I walked to the north. My athame was not yet consecrated, so I used the extended index and middle fingers on my right had. I drew the pentagram for air in the air, parallel to the walls. As I did so, I fed my inscription a trickle of manna and envisioned the lines being made of air. Air itself is hard to visualize, so I pictured in. ..lightly running her hands up and down my shaft and feeling my balls and surrounding pubic hair like a new object she never knew existed before. I inched closer to her mouth so that it was obvious what I wanted her to do. I put my hand on her cheek and gently guided her face towards my cock. She was reluctant at first, kind of just holding it with one hand and pressing it against her face quietly giggling. She started kissing the tip a few times and after a couple of minutes she slowly started. It looked incredibly short. Next to the dress lay a pair of black, seamed, fully fitted stockings, a black satin suspender belt, black satin bra, and a tiny black satin gstring. There also lay a hat and a white lace garter to match the outfit. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I pulled my long hair free from it's ponytail. My hair looked tired, as did I, and this would not do. I stripped off and gently padded into the bathroom where I showered and washed my hair. I returned to the. "One of these," Steffi replied while reaching out and holding a white sleeveless tee shirt, "A shirt just like this one!" "Oh," Gwen replied weakly, "that's nice." "Do you mind if I try yours on?" Steffi asked. "Sure, go right ahead," Gwen answered while turning to face the buxom blonde. Steffi quickly slid the undersized shirt over her shoulders and tugged it down over her enormous chest! It barely reached her midriff while her huge pink nipples poked through the straining material like two.