That got out of hand. I’ve always prided myself on my restraint. My control. So fucking much for that. The moment I found out my casting was making her come, it reminded me of every spell we’d cast, every time she’d made one of those little gasps or gotten red in the face, and I never realized what she was up to. She never said a damned word. To think all those times she’d had a wet, aching pussy and never told me. I want to bend her over my knee and spank her.
