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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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The Siyach Ritual is a most remarkable spell which links two souls together, allowing them to communicate across distance, a more direct dialog than possible with tongues.

—excerpt from the Magicks of the Witch of Endor

Mark Glassner

“Okay,” I told her, standing up. I caught her arm and pulled her in for a kiss, my hand rubbing on her stomach.

Our child grew inside her. What a miraculous thought.

I never thought I would have kids as I slacked my way through my twenties. I was a loser, too shy to talk to girls, lacking any self-esteem. Why would any woman want to date me let alone breed with me? Those thoughts had poisoned me for years.

And now I was going to have four children just with the women in this house alone. Plus, there was Beth Philips and Vivian Anders and who knows how many other women also carrying my children. Anastasia Milburn, from the jogging club, was pregnant, and it could be mine or her husband’s. There were quite a few members of the Church of the Living Gods who weren’t sure who the fathers of their babies were, either.

Condoms were discouraged during worship orgies.

I headed up to our bedroom and stripped naked. A nervous shiver ran through me as I stretched out on the bed and waited. Could I really have sex with Tiffany? She attacked us when she was a nun. Chasity and the other bodyguards were dead.

I almost died.

But Heaven had tricked her just like Lilith had tricked me into surrendering Karen. I had to let go of this anger. Tiffany was Mary’s mother, a part of this family. She was bound to us by the Zimmah ritual, her soul tied to ours, protected from mind control. She benefited from a number of other spells and enchantments that wreathed us and some of our wishes.

Like everyone else, she wouldn’t age. She would look eighteen for the rest of her life, perversely looking younger than Mary and Shannon and the same age as Missy.

I shifted on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. I just had to let it go. It was so hard. Chasity was such a beautiful creature, strong and powerful, beautiful and graceful. A cop with the heart of a lioness. Alison liked to prattle on about Chasity being a Valkyrie watching over us.

“I’m sorry, Chasity,” I whispered in case she was watching over us.

I thought, for a moment, that I heard her whisper back: “You’re forgiven, Master.”

I shook my head at my imagination, looked at the bedside clock, and sighed. Where was Mary? It had been ten minutes at least. Was she coming back?

I groaned, sitting up, debating if I should go over to Tiffany’s house and find out what the delay was. She lived with Mary’s dad and youngest sister a few houses down from ours. We owned all the houses on the cul-de-sac, using them as barracks for the bodyguards, homes for our family, and for our servants—Sam and Candy, Dr. Willow and her harem of nurses, and our accountants and their wife Leah.

The door opened.

Mary and her mother slipped in both wearing teddies.

I grinned, drinking in the sight of the two lovely ladies. Mary’s lingerie was pale blue and transparent. Her perky breasts cupped in silk and surrounded by white lace. Her dusky nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. A blue thong barely covered her pussy, her heart of pubic hair peeked out around the fabric. Tiffany wore a scarlet teddy, her sandy-blonde hair falling pale against the vibrant fabric. Her breasts were larger, the bodice also transparent, her nipples hard. She wore a pair of lacy, red panties that did nothing to hide the blonde bush beneath.

“Mmm, he’s gorgeous,” Tiffany purred. “My Gift really transformed him.”

“I know.” Mary had the same, hungry look in her eyes as her mother as she stared at me. They could be sisters, both young with the same, heart-shaped faces. The only differences were the eyes and hair. Mary had emerald eyes and auburn hair, while her mother had sapphire eyes and sandy-blonde hair.

“I sent April and Violet to play with Dad,” Mary smiled as she stalked forward. “They both dressed up as naughty schoolgirls for him.”

Tiffany licked her lips. “Too many years teaching those hot, barely legal sluts really corrupted my husband.”

Not only did Mary’s dad, Sean, still teach at Washington College, he wasn’t the only one going there every weekday. Missy and her boyfriend Damien were now students, and Damien’s sex slave Mrs. Corra, his high school math teacher, had gotten a job at the college. Sean, Missy, and Damien each had to have two bodyguards to protect them, and that took a lot of calls to the trustees, the administrators, and the campus police to sort out.

Mary slid onto the bed on my right while Tiffany crawled towards me from the left. Both stared at me with lust-filled eyes; tigers stalking their prey. Silken hair brushed my thighs as they crawled closer and closer. Tiffany bent down and kissed me on the lips while Mary nibbled my chin. Both mother and daughter pressed their bodies against me and ran their hands across my muscular chest.

They were so warm and hot. I moaned into the kiss with Tiffany, my hands returning the favor. I roamed my hands down their backs until I cupped a pair of plump asses. I squeezed them, enjoying how similar they felt.

Mother and daughter. Fuck, it was so easy to let go of my anger with both of them pressing against me.

“Mmm, that’s so hot,” purred Mary. “You’re kissing my mom, Mark. She gave birth to me. And you’re going to fuck her. Fuck the pussy that birthed me.”

Tiffany moaned into my mouth, kissing me harder. I shivered, my dick throbbing so hard. I squeezed both their asses hard. An intoxicating rush shot through me as they both undulated against me, their silky teddies caressing my skin, their heat bleeding through.

I loved this.

Mary’s lips moved up my chin, joining my kiss with her mother. She nuzzled in. Our three tongues fenced, brushed. I groaned, our lips working together. I turned my head, and thrust my tongue into Mary’s mouth. Her mother broke away, licking at my chin.

I shivered as Tiffany followed my jawline to my ear. She teased my lobe, sliding her tongue up and down it. “Mmm, yes, kiss my daughter. You’re going to fuck us both. You lucky stud. I created her. I made that hot, sexy thing you’re kissing inside me.”

“Fuck,” I groaned, breaking the kiss.

“I think we’re getting him hot,” Mary giggled, dimples flashing in her cheeks.

“Uh-huh,” Tiffany nodded.

Mary seized her mother’s blonde hair, pulling her close. Their lips met in a kiss right above my face. I groaned, watching the beautiful sight of mother and daughter kissing. Their tongues danced. They moaned and sighed, savoring their incestuous passion..

“You two are so beautiful,” I murmured. “So sexy and radiant.

They broke their kiss and smiled down at me. Tiffany asked, “Who’s the most beautiful?”

“Mary,” I answered without hesitation. It was the truth. I liked redheads more than blondes.

“Good answer,” Tiffany nodded.

“Mmm, someone deserves a reward,” Mary purred. She leaned down and nuzzled at my neck.

I shivered as she kissed down my chest. I was ripped and muscular now, transformed when Tiffany gave me her Gift of the Spirit, the power that made her a nun. I was something called a Shaman now, a Warlock and a Monk combined. I had access to Heaven’s powers along with Hell’s.

But I rejected Heaven’s. Those assholes tried to kill my wife! My sluts! Me!

And then Mary’s tongue reached my nipple, swirling around it. The teasing pleasure drove my anger from my thoughts. Her green eyes stared up at me, brimming with her mischievous delight. She engulfed my nipple, sucking hard on it.

I groaned, shivering. Mary sometimes liked to kiss and suck at my nipples, but it didn’t do much for me, just sent a tingle racing down to my cock. But I was happy to let her do it. I smiled at her. She licked lower and lower. Her cheek rubbed against my flat stomach, her auburn hair fanned out across my chest behind her.

“You’re a good husband,” Tiffany murmured and kissed me on the lips again.

I groaned into her lips, savoring my mother-in-law’s kiss. My dick throbbed. Mary’s kissing mouth came closer and closer to my cock. Her breath warmed my shaft. She rubbed her face into my brown pubic hair.

I kissed Tiffany harder, moaning, as Mary’s tongue slid up my cock, taking her time. My dick twitched as she climbed higher and higher. Then she grazed the sensitive tip. I shuddered, and my cock jumped from the teasing caress.

“Ooh, that was neat,” giggled Mary. She licked up the shaft from the base to the tip again. This time she swirled her tongue around the head once, before she returned to the base. I moaned each time she climbed. She went slower and slower, dragging her tongue, teasing me, her eyes flashing with her joy.

God, I loved her.

“Want some help, Mary?” Tiffany asked, breaking our kiss.

“I do, Mom,” Mary answered.

Tiffany sat up and slipped off her panties. She worked them down her thighs, revealing her trimmed bush. She held them up, a damp spot darkening the gusset. With a smile that matched Mary’s, dimples flashing, my mother-in-law held them to my nose.

“Sean loves smelling my dirty panties,” she confessed.

I inhaled deeply. She had a spicy scent similar to Mary’s. I groaned, inhaling again. My cock twitched as Mary’s tongue reached the crown, swirling about it, driving me wild once again.

Tiffany laughed, “I see my husband’s not the only guy.”

“They smell great, Tiffany,” I groaned.

“Mmm, then you are just going to love this.”

My mother-in-law moved, her tits bouncing beneath her teddy. She threw her right leg over my face as she twisted, giving me a perfect look up her thighs at her furry beaver. She had a mat of blonde hair covering her snatch, a darker shade than her hair on her head. She groaned, lowering her pussy closer and closer to my lips. I breathed in deeply.

“Yes, I am going to love this,” I said, smelling her arousal. The musk was even stronger.

Her pussy lowered closer to my lips, juices glistening on her pubic hair. She rubbed her pussy on my lips, her silky curls caressing my face. I licked, savoring her spicy flavor, my tongue digging through her wet folds.

“Oh, that’s nice, Mark,” purred Tiffany as I sucked a dark labia swollen with lust into my lips, loving the feel in my mouth.

“He’s the best,” Mary answered, her voice full of pride and love. Her cheek rubbed against the side of my cock as her mother licked up the other side of the shaft.

“God, you two are spoiling me,” I said into Tiffany’s snatch.

As their tongues climbed my cock, I buried my lips into my mother-in-law’s cunt. Her hot folds and silky pubic hairs caressed me. I licked my tongue through her wet slit, gathering her juices. She moaned, her tongue climbing higher and higher, my dick throbbing.

I groaned as Tiffany sucked the head of my cock into her lips. I licked her clit, enjoying her hum of pleasure about my dick. Tiffany bobbed her mouth down, no stranger to sucking cock. I played with her clit, teasing her, making her moan louder and louder.

My cock loved it.

“Mmm, that’s it, Mom,” Mary purred as she nuzzled down my shaft. She pressed her face into my balls, sucking on them.

I shivered, my balls aching as she played with them. She would engulf one, then the other, into her sweet lips. She gently played with them with her tongue, swirling them about in her mouth. I groaned about Tiffany’s hard clit, sucking at her sensitive pearl.

Which made Tiffany suck harder. She bobbed her head faster, loving my cock. She grazed my cock with her teeth, a light touch that sent a shiver down my shaft. My tip brushed the back of her throat. I moaned about her clit, loving how much she had taken.

“Tiffany,” I panted, my eyes widening. She kept sliding her mouth down it. She swallowed my cock, deepthroating it. “Shit!” It felt wonderful inside my mother-in-law’s tight throat. I sucked on her clit again, making her groan, vibrating my cock.

“Oh, wow, you can deepthroat, Mom?” Mary gasped in awe.

Tiffany slid her mouth up my shaft, sucking the entire time. My balls almost erupted. Her lips popped off and she giggled. “Your mom knows a trick or two.”

Then she deepthroated me again.

“Go, Mom,” Mary said, sounding so young and girlish. “Ooh, make my husband cum down your throat.”

“She’s as good as you are at deepthroating,” I groaned. “Must be genetic.”

“Maybe,” Mary said. Then she sucked on my balls again.

I groaned, shivering, my hands sliding up my mother-in-law’s thighs. My dick ached in her throat, my balls boiling. Mary’s lips felt amazing. My hands found my mother-in-law’s ass. I squeezed her butt-cheeks, pulling her spicy pussy down tighter to my lips. She moaned about my dick, adding more humming delight.

An idea popped into my mind, my fingers dipping between the cheeks of her ass.

My fingers played with her asshole. I circled the puckered hole, loving the texture beneath my digits. She groaned as I teased her, squirming on my face. I licked through her folds as I pushed my finger into her asshole, her hot, velvety bowels gripping me

She sucked hard on my cock. A low moan vibrated through her throat as I pressed deeper and deeper. The pleasure hummed around my dick. The sudden sensation shot down my shaft to my aching balls.

“Fuck,” I groaned as I erupted.

The orgasm caught me off-guard. It came on me fast, the cum spurting down her throat. Tiffany moved, sliding her mouth up my dick. My third and fourth blasts spilled into her mouth as I moaned into her pussy.

“Jesus, that was great,” I panted as she sucked on the tip. “Mare, your mother is amazing.”

“Glad you’ve realized that,” she giggled between licks of my balls.

I fingered Tiffany’s asshole and latched onto her clit again, sucking.

I slowly fingered her asshole as I sucked on her clit. Her mouth popped off my dick. A moment later, I heard wet, smacking sounds. They were kissing, sharing my cum. I groaned, my dick throbbing, still hard thanks to my pact with the Devil.

“Mmm, that’s delicious, Mom,” Mary purred.

“Your husband has great cum,” Tiffany agreed.

They kissed again. I pictured mother and daughter, looking more like sisters, pressing their lips together. Their tongues danced as they savored their taboo, forbidden pleasure. I almost wished my view wasn’t obstructed by Tiffany’s beautiful pussy.

Almost.

I licked at her clit and slid through her folds, savoring her spicy pussy juices as my body buzzed from my orgasm. My dick twitched, eager for more as I listened to my wife and mother-in-law kiss with a hungry passion.

“Oh, Mark knows his way around a pussy,” Tiffany panted, breaking their taboo kiss.

“He’s had lots of practice.” I could just picture the satisfied smirk on my wife’s face. I enjoyed eating her pussy out, particularly when we took a shower.

“Shoot, I’m gonna cum!” Tiffany gasped. “Oh yes, oh wow!”

Delicious honey flooded my mouth as my mother-in-law came. I drank it down, plunging my finger into her spasming asshole. She writhed, grinding her hot cunt on my face. My tongue flicked through her folds, gathering every drop.

“Oh, jeez! Yes, yes, yes!” She took a deep breath. “That was great. Thank you, Mark.”

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Tiffany Sullivan

I buzzed as I slid off my son-in-law’s face, Mary beaming at me. The smile on my daughter’s freckled face sent a wash of motherly pride through me. She licked her lips, savoring our kiss. I turned around, and the pair of us cuddled up on either side of him, his face smeared in my juices

He was amazing at licking pussy. You’d think a man who could order any woman to fuck him wouldn’t care about satisfying her. But he did. I could tell. He wanted me to cum.

“’Shoot’?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. “And ‘oh, jeez’? I’ve never heard such clean dirty-talk before.”

“Too long spent in churches,” I sighed. “I used to take care of them when I was a Nun.” That was another lifetime ago, even if it was only a few months since my “retirement.” I was no longer Sister Theodora Mariam. I had turned my back on Heaven to be with my family again.

The angels sent me to kill my own daughter!

Mary leaned in, nuzzling at Mark’s pussy-stained lips, savoring the pleasure of my pussy as she kissed her husband. I shivered, watching them. Mark really did care for her. He proved it when he offered to trade his powers for her life. When I mounted him, he thought I was exorcising him, removing his powers. Without his mind control, he would have been arrested and thrown in jail for the rest of his life for a whole host of crimes he had committed.

He proved he loved my daughter, so I gifted him with my powers.

“So, shall we?” Mary asked, breaking the kiss.

“This won’t hurt the baby, right?” I asked, concern shooting through me. I touched my belly where my fourth child grew. I would get to see him or her grow up. I would be a mother. No Warlock would rip me apart from my family this time.

“No, Sam assures us it’s safe,” Mark said. “I didn’t get the details. If you let her, she’ll ramble on and on about all the technical minutiae that just bores the crap out of me. But I trust her.”

Mary nodded in agreement. “I wouldn’t risk my future brother or sister, Mom.”

“So, I just say, ‘Siyach’ when I cum, right?” I asked. It seemed so simple. But then magic, whether from Heaven or Hell, tended to be.

“Yeah,” Mark said. “While bringing the both of us to orgasm.”

“You’re making it sound so technical,” Mary complained. “Mom, just lie on your back, and I’ll sit on your face. You can lick me to a shuddering orgasm while Mark fucks your pregnant cunt until you explode.”

“Mmm, sounds good.” God, I had truly been corrupted by my daughter and son-in-law. “I have grown to like the taste of my daughters’ pussies.”

I had been so glad when Shannon forgave me. She was my oldest daughter and it took her a while to forgive my absence. She had to become the mom of the family, taking on too much responsibility when Kurt kidnapped me. Missy, on the other hand, had been so excited to finally see me. She had been barely two when I fell prey to a Warlock, and she had affectionately rekindled our relationship.

I stretched out on the bed, writhing in my red teddy. I spread my legs obscenely wide, exposing my furred snatch. Mary, looking breathtakingly beautiful in her teddy, straddled my head and lowered her bare cunt to my waiting lips.

I licked. Mark groaned.

“I love watching a woman’s tongue sliding through another woman’s pussy, particularly when that pussy belongs to my wife,” he groaned.

“And I love licking pussies that belong to my daughters,” I moaned and took another lick through her waxed pussy.

My daughter tasted so sweet and spicy all at the same time. She groaned, wiggling on me as I dived through her folds. A wicked shudder raced through me as I devoured her. My tongue slid through her pussy lips, teasing her.

“Mom,” she groaned. “Oh, and I love it when you lick my pussy. So taboo!”

Mark seized my legs, lifting my ass, and slid a pillow beneath. I shivered, my pussy clenching. I couldn’t see him as Mary moaned, grinding on my face. Mark shifted into place, and then my daughter moaned.

“God, I love your tits, Mare,” he groaned. “They look so sexy in the teddy.”

My daughter purred in delight, her pussy growing hotter and hotter against my tongue and lips.

“I swear, your boobs are getting fuller. They’re bigger than they were a month ago.”

“So you like them getting bigger?” Mary asked, squirming her hot pussy on my mouth.

“I love your tits, Mare, no matter their size.”

Mary squirmed, squealed. I pictured Mark running his thumbs over her nipples. I shivered, licking my daughter harder, my hands stroking her sleek thighs. Her juices coated my lips and poured down my throat.

“You need to fuck my mother,” Mary purred. “Mmm, give her such a ride, my horny stallion.”

“Gladly, Mare,” he groaned. “Oh, yes, guide me to her pussy.”

I groaned as my daughter slid his cock up and down my pussy. Then Mark thrust. My pussy clenched down on my son-in-law’s cock. Oh, he felt so amazing in me. I was so glad he had forgiven me and could love me like a family now. He had let go of his hatred.

I didn’t deserve this. He had every right to hate me. But he had forgiven me.

Love was such a beautiful thing.

Mary shuddered on my face, squirming more. I heard them kissing, sharing their love as Mark pumped his cock in and out of my pussy. Hard, fast thrusts with slow withdrawals, letting me savor his cock as he pulled out. Then the surge of pleasure as he thrust in.

The friction burned through me as my tongue slid through my daughter’s folds, the excitement building in my depths. Mark’s balls thwacked into my taint, so full of his cum. He reamed into my pregnant pussy, shivering pleasure through me.

“Mare,” Mark groaned, breaking the kiss. “Your mom… Damn, she’s got a nice pussy.”

“If you had forgiven her sooner, you could have been fucking her all summer.”

“Yes,” Mark groaned, his thrusts growing harder. My clit throbbed as his pubic bone slammed against me.

“Mmm, yes, fuck my mom, Mark.”

“Fuck me,” I squealed. “Oh, Mary, he’s so good.”

“I know,” she gasped, squirming on me. “Oh, Mom, yes, lick my pussy while my husband fucks you. I love it.”

So did I.

The pleasure surged through me. Mark’s cock hammered so hard, so deep into me. His every stroke sent pleasure shuddering through me. I moaned into my daughter’s pussy, my hands sliding up her body. I caressed her flesh through her teddy, finding her perky breasts. She moaned as I squeezed them.

Her juices were so hot, so spicy and sweet. They coated my lips and cheeks, and dribbled down my face as she grew wetter and wetter. She ground on me, sliding her clit up and down my lips. I latched onto it.

“Oh, yes, Mark!” she gasped. “Love it when you play with my nipples.”

I brushed Mark’s fingers as he pinched through the teddy. I squeezed her breasts. We were both pleasuring my daughter. We both wanted to make her cum. I felt so close to my son-in-law, and not just because his cock reamed my pussy.

His thrusts brought me closer and closer to exploding. I sucked so hard on my daughter’s clit as she squirmed. Her moans grew louder and louder. I shivered, clenching my cunt on Mark’s cock. The bed creaked from his passion. The friction burned hotter and hotter.

“Damn, Mare,” Mark groaned. “Damn, I love fucking your mom’s cunt.”

“The cunt that birthed me,” she moaned. “Oh, fuck, that feels great! Suck my clit, Mom! Oh, you fucking know just how to get me off! Oh, fuck! I’m so horny! Watching you deepthroat Mark made me so wet! Siyach!”

My daughter came. Energy hummed through the room as she started the ritual.

Her juices flooded into my mouth. I drank them down as Mark grunted, “My naughty filly.”

Mary squirmed and bucked on my face as her juices flooded my mouth. She groaned, “My horny stallion. Make my mom howl in pleasure!”

“Fuck yeah, I will!” he panted.

“Yes,” I moaned.

Mark lifted my legs and hooked my ankles over his shoulders. My pussy grew even tighter as he thrust even deeper into me. He pumped hard and fast. The pleasure shivered through my body as I savored my son-in-law’s cock sliding through my silky depths.

Every thrust was full of sweet pleasure. His balls slapped against my taint as he fucked me harder and harder. I had to cum. That great need built up inside my body’s core. His every stroke built the pressure. I clenched down on him as I squirmed, his strokes growing harder and harder as he built to his explosion.

“Siyach!” Mark grunted. My son-in-law flooded my pussy with his cum. He grunted, spurt after spurt erupting into my depths. “Fuck, your cunt is amazing, Tiffany!”

And he kept fucking my cunt. He didn’t go soft. He had stamina given to him by the Adversary when he made his Pact. I shivered, groaning, so close to erupting. He slid his cock through my sloppy depths.

“So close,” I moaned. “Just a little more.”

“I got you, Mom,” moaned Mary.

My daughter’s fingers frigged my clit.

“Siyach!” I screamed as my orgasm exploded through me.

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Mark Glassner

“Fuck,” I groaned as Tiffany’s pussy spasmed on my dick. “That did it, Mare.”

As my mother-in-law’s pussy milked my cock, the spell burst into effect. A connection sprang from Tiffany, surging into Mary and myself, uniting us. My wife shuddered, cumming again on her mother’s lips. I groaned, my balls boiling, and then my dick erupted. I shot another load of cum into Tiffany’s cunt. My vision blackened with the intensity of it, ecstasy boiling through me and escaping into her pussy.

Holy shit, I thought

Oh, wow, that’s wild! Mary’s voice whispered in my mind. I heard you inside my head!

You can hear me? I asked.

Yeah.

“Did it work?” Tiffany asked, breathless.

I pulled out of my mother-in-law, sprawling back on the bed. I heaved, my body buzzing from the intensity of the orgasm and the… intimacy of the spell. I felt united with Mary. “Yeah, it worked great.”

Mary snuggled against me as Tiffany rolled out of bed. “Great,” she smiled. She bent down and kissed Mary and then me on the lips. “Well, I’m going home. You two have a good night.”

“You’re not going to stay and cuddle?” Mary pouted.

“Well, that sounds tempting,” Tiffany smiled. “But there are two hot schoolgirl sluts in bed with my husband, and I want to join in the fun.”

“Oh, has Dad corrupted you, too?” Mary asked, her green eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Do you have a schoolgirl fetish now, Mom?”

“Maybe,” Tiffany answered with a mysterious smile.

Mary’s eyes widened in realization. “You’ve fucked one of Dad’s students!”

Tiffany laughed. “Yep! On Tuesday I went to see Sean at the college, you know, to surprise him with a nooner. Instead, I found him buried into one of his students. This cute girl named Emily.” She smiled fondly. “She was scared, at first, but I convinced her to eat me out while Sean enjoyed her pussy.”

“You dirty slut, Mom,” Mary giggled. “Mark once spent an entire day at Rogers Community College fucking every girl he could. Meanwhile, I was stuck running errands for our wedding and having an absolutely terrible day.”

“Hey, I had to find two virgins,” I protested. “I had to search long and hard to find two girls that still had intact hymens for the spell.”

“Oh, I’m sure it was hard,” grinned Mary, her hand gripping my cock. “And once it was hard, it was definitely long.”

It’s long and hard for you, Mare, I thought at my wife.

A pleased smile appeared on her lips. Well, maybe I should fix that?

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