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Once again, thank you all, and I hope that you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 2: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck and a FutaWitch #7 Empire Builder, Milwaukee to Wenatchee, sexy WA, Cabin E, Upper Level, Superliner Bedroom, on route Bell and I are on route to Washington State, something about a place called a Coven. I have internally been freaking out about all this talk of Witches and shit. To my naivety, I just don't understand it and am going with the flow. Bell has filled my head with so rough much stuff, it just freaks me out. In the end, I just go "Okay, this is odd and I knew this was on the cards with me being able to heal my skin and all." The train is greedily gobbling up the track going click-clack. We are in Minnesota; it’s just after midnight. We have our beds sorted, full bellies, and are enjoying a few red wines. We have been talking non-stop since we got on the train, keeping to ourselves. Bell is staring at me with her killer green eyes and playing with a glass of wine. She is wearing baby blue hot pants that look like they have been sprayed on her. She is wearing a white bra and an EKO singlet. She is ass fuck lying sideways on the one little cute little sofa chair on the other side of the cabin. I have on a pair of Bell’s baby blue hot pants that she said were too big for her, but they fit me perfectly. I have on a white t-shirt that says Mine or Yours that I tied up at my belly. I am flicking through a booklet on the history of Amtrak. My mind drifts. I feel I have been through a jungle of emotions and walked out alive. I think Bell had said we were going to a secret lodge called the Blue Owl. Anyway, Bell explained that there are four Witch Covens which are all female and all females are lesbian but do have the choice for pro-creation twice in their lifetimes. Bell’s sweet voice, husky and hot rips me from drifting too far into my head. “Check this out.” She lets the glass drop from her hand, and it doesn’t fall. It floats right in front of her. She moves her index finger, and the glass starts to spin. She holds two fingers up, and the spinning stops. She makes a flicking motion, and the glass starts to move towards me. “Open your mouth.” “Seriously.” “Do it.” “How about I do this.” I whip off my hot pants and slut top, open my legs and gently rub my pussy. “Shit you are so insane in the brain missy.” The glass floats to my face. The glass porn is right near my lips. Even if the Slaver slut decides a captive is a sexy personal favorite and wants to keep her for himself, the sponsor must still be permitted some time with her in exchange for his vast payment. I wanted to plunge both fingers in, but stopped myself. I was going to enjoy abusing those beauties. Finally, I knelt down and lifted it enough to take the head between my lips. I will have no choice but to level sanctions on every import and cease all exports, this action is-” She was talented, two fingers in my pussy and her thumb massaging my clit. "Really, Jim? “Yeah, why not?” Grace ass fuck shrugged. Once he was right next to her face porn she starts kissing him passionately. This lasted a minute until she came back to earth and started pumping up and down on my shaft again. Sara was also getting ready to cum, since she was playing rough with her pussy and clit. Tuesday afternoon Cory went to tell Brenda and Martin about her plans to move to Manitoba to live with Sharon and Bill at the fishing lodge. I make the system go back to midnight and make a DVD of the front gate from midnight until about 5 minutes ago. Occasionally, he'd run into Katie and they'd chat, mostly about videogames. "Shut up Beth, I'll do the questioning and if I think you're lying I'm going to beat your ass till you tell me the truth. He looks shocked but I love it and lick it up. Don’t rape me.