‘Don’t bother getting up, Ilene, just look at me.’ As he came around the chair I turned my face, hidden in the hood of Ilene’s jacket. Voicele...sly, I re-cast the charm of illusion. I needed him closer and couldn’t chance the charm ending suddenly. He had to believe that I was Ilene. His hand slid down my arm. I could hear his fingernails rustle the fabric of Ilene’s jacket. He asserted such little pressure that his touch felt like a spider running on my arm. In the distance a church bell. No doubt Maggie was still anticipating Andrea chickening out, and thus leaving long before I got the butter anywhere's near her ass, let alone my prick. Heading back upstairs with a cube of butter, even I didn't think I'd actually be unwrapping it.Andrea was still going down on Maggie when I stepped into the room. "Slick up her ass real good!" Maggie said upon seeing me enter. And apply plenty of it to yourself too!" she added.Andrea didn't even bother looking back towards me as I approached. More

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