She Loves The Flavor Of My Sausage

I needed a trial run. Porn Hilden and I grinned at each other, raised our hands, and gave a slap to our respective fuck partners. On my honor, I’ve spent almost my entire life using my magic purely academically, with the sole tiny exception of minor things to preserve my own dignity. This time, I definitely felt it. I got a little jealous and brought Bernice in. I made it home, stripped, and released the magic. Mr. She told me to stay perfectly still, and I did, as she crawled across the desk to a drawer, which only contained a bottle of lube. I touched it and could feel my fingers on it, the shaft instinctively hardening. No enchanter or enchantress could copy those feeling so perfectly, with a hand so deft that I couldn’t sense the magic. In fact, the only real rule was apparently that they were both completely straight and never experimented with their respective genders.