He props himself up on an elbow to have a look at her in her slumber. She has the type of natural beauty that doesn't come along every day. Classic.... Timeless. Enduring. Features that have been desirable for generations. Her hair spills onto the pillow and frames her in a way that photographers spend hours trying to duplicate. The tensions of the day have faded from her face.He studies her mouth for the ten thousandth time. The mouth that kisses him good morning on the shoulder while he. Betty began to slowly run her hand along the great length of the horses shaft, while Midge rubbed her hand across its cockhead. They continued like this for five minutes. By this time both girls had switched position. But there still was no sign of jism to come.Finally, Betty decided that more drastic action might be required. Without letting Midge know what she was planning, she leaned forward and kissed the horse cockhead. Then sticking out her tongue she began to lather it with her saliva.. Her head immediately dipped and she felt the bar in her throat ramitself in. She panicked, tearing at all her bonds, her weights started to swingwildly, the pain was unimaginable, . She heard a woman laughing. 'Nothing like a sit down after busy morning eh, Princess? ', chuckled Jen. She lifted Beyonce's head for her and cupped both the nipple weights in theother hand. The panic stopped. Beyonce started to breath more regularly, shecould just about cope with the pussy weights by themselves.. For some high school students that would mean two weeks of wild parties. Since I had like zero friends for me it meant two weeks of WOW all night. And trying to wear my dick out looking at internet porn or reading stories on SOL.Maybe I should take time to introduce myself. Hi, Royce Arthur Wise, boy Warlock at your service. No, I am not an oathbreaker. In the old days, I would have called myself a wizard. Now I am a Warlock and my mother is a Witch. (And a damn good one, the business meeting.