Not needing to be told twice, I started moaning. Verbalizing what the gel and plug were doing to my body. Master chuckled a bit before he started to s...hake more violently under my body. I could feel and see mistress doing the same as they suddenly came in one violent flood together. Both of them screaming as they felt the hard hit of their orgasms, my master slapped my ass in the throes of lust while mistress pinched and twisted my nipples to the point where I thought she was going to rip them. Traditionally witches loathe sorcerers and vice versa. Thereare reasons that Mom and Bio Dad never married or interacted muchoutside the IVF process. Toxic gender normativity and straight peoplehave left weird scars in magic culture just as much as they have inevery other culture, I suppose."Sandra took a few bites. "You know, I feel like I have enough power andsome new ideas from what my father said, I bet I could magic us a win inthe championship." You could, but you probably shouldn't?". “Don’t play the innocent with us. Those stories of yours… You know what they’re all about. Deep down there’s a side to you that’s a raving slut, isn’t there?”Behind Emily I could see my wife smiling happily. She was really enjoying this. Emily looked at me, with apprehension rather than fear. “I’m not a slut,” she said, but her fingers were moving slowly as I held her wrist in a firm grip.“Whatever,” I said. “Now get those fingers round me properly.”“Will you let me go if I…”“If you what?”Emily. "First, everyone, this is Charlie and Alexis. This is my husband Martin, that's Brenda and Stan, Sheila and Luke, Steve and Nikki and Ron and Carol. We all have placecards on the table to help you know who is who. There's also one of those nice little blue pills for each man and there's more for in the morning. Gotta keep those cocks good and hard, right girls?" Well, Martin, Linda's mate, was a nice-looking guy, just under forty, it turns out, dressed in a polo shirt and khakis, about my.