He fucks her... Hard

The naked young witch presses her slender body against him, her hands rubbing the hardness in his jeans, and kisses him passionately on the mouth.

He slides a hand under the elastic of her thong and rests it on her ass cheek.

"I won't tell her," the witch whispers.

Fuck it.

He turns her around urgently and pushes her over the table where they'd eaten earlier. He slips his hand into her thong and pulls it down to her knees.

God, she's hot.

He hopes Nathalie is asleep. But he doesn't spend too long worrying about it.

He holds the witch down with one hand whilst unzipping himself with the other. The he pushes himself up against her ass and slowly slides his cock into her tight pussy.

The witch moans softly and lifts her head. He grabs her long black hair and pulls her head back, like riding a horse, and begins to fuck her. He enjoys watching the little wobble of her ass cheeks at each thrust, and how she scrabbles helplessly with her bound hands as he pulls her hair and keeps her lifted slightly from the table.

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!

God, she's so tight and warm. He rakes her thigh with his fingers, all the way up to her ass. Then he licks his thumb and teases her helpless brown starfish, enjoying how it twitches at his touch. Then, still fucking her, he applies gentle pressure until her sphincter opens up and he slips his thumb inside her.

"You filthy bastard," the witch breathes, clearly uncomfortable with the intrusion. He grins and pushes his thumb all the way in, making her go taut. Then he pulls it back, and thrusts it in again.

With his other hand he pulls on her hair again.

She moans. "Not so hard!"

He pulls his thumb out of her ass and slides it humiliatingly up and down between her ass cheeks. Then he reaches down to the table for the margarine tub, smears a glob of yellow fat on his finger, and applies it to the witch's hole.

She grunts and kicks and struggles at his touch. Whether that's because of her asshole's sensitivity to the chill of the margarine, or just an objection to his playing with her ass, he isn't sure.

He pushes his finger in again, coating her with cold, sticky margarine.

Then he pulls out of her pussy and presses his cock against her tight asshole. Her entire body tenses expectantly, and he sees her bound hands scrabbling fruitlessly for purchase on the smooth table.

Oh well. In for a penny. In for a pound.

He pushes up against her asshole, feeling it slowly open, oh so slowly, as his cock pressures against it. The witch lets out a low moan, whether pain or pleasure he can't tell. He keeps applying pressure, pressing determindly, until finally the head of his cock slips inside her.

He pauses, letting her get used to the sensation. She is still scrabbling around on the table, moaning, her body tensed. Clearly the feeling is intense!

He wonders if she's had it in the ass before.

"You filthy bastard!" she says, voice strained.

He pushes in slowly, enjoying watching his inches disappear into her ass. God she's tight!

He doesn't want to hurt her, so he fucks her slowly for a few minutes whilst she writhes on the table helplessly. Then he starts picking up the pace, faster and faster.

A globule of yellow margerine drips from her ass crack and lands in her thong, which is still around her knees.

He starts pounding her. She's clearly trying to keep the noise down, but lets out an occasional involuntary squawk.

When he's ready to cum, he pulls out. The witch immediately slides to the floor, knees trembling. Standing over her, he gives himself a short series of jerks and shoots his load all over her pretty young face.

Then he sits back, panting. And wonders what he's just done.