Unable to escape my bindings I stare intently as Princess Sara seems
to willingly give the witch a blowjob. As she slurps up the witches
cum I see here body metamorphose, shrinking up into her head until
thats all she is. A bodiless head in the hands of a witch and yet she
still sucks enthusiastically. Perhaps unaware of her predicament. The
witch Morgana closes her eyes rolls her head back as she squirts away
into the Princesses wanting mouth. Its all so surreal I can hardly
believe it happened. Still dazed and euphoric from being screwed like
a woman for the first time I hardly notice the Sara's disembodied head
melt away til she is nothing more than a living condom for the witches
fat penis.
"Your turn again, babe." She says to me as she strides toward the bed
I'm tied to. Her walk would be sexy but that long erect penis of hers
sends unnatural shivers through my body especially when I see the
terrified eyes of the Princess staring at me from its head!
"Be a darling a rollover for me," The witch says. I am confused as to
who she's talking to. I'm strapped to a bloody bed! But no sooner I
think it I find my bonds flip me on to my front. My knees now up
beneath my chest the thought races through my head. Which hole is she
after? I have scant time to decide which I'd prefer as the witch grabs
hold of both my thighs. I rest my head upside down beneath me, trying
to get a view of what she plans for me. Between my legs I see close up
the Princesses humiliated face staring back at me. Her tiny eyes look
to be printed on the rubber but I see them move as she looks up to
where she's headed next. With a gentle thrust of her hips, Morgana
sends the straight into my bottom.