Jack runs past the girls

Jack bolted, having none of this, but to the girls' surprise, he chose the direction they were standing at.

He sprinted past them, his dick still hard and flopping about.

Jack ran and got past the corner of the building.

Then, he heard a voice.

"Where are YOU off to, boy?" said a mature womanly voice.

Jack was shocked, but didn't stop running. He looked around though, thinking maybe somebody spotted him, but no one was there.

"Did you really think you can escape?" said the voice, now laughing.

Jack was lost, still not seeing anyone, and the voice not growing any distant.

"Don't you remember me? The one who... stole all your clothes?" asked the voice, forcing Jack to remember.

It was the witch.

"That is correct, I'm in your head, talking to you" explained the voice.

"You won't be able to run very far. I can humiliate you at any corner" stated the witch.

"How is she doing this?" Jack's thoughts doing calculations.

"It's simple telepathy" explained the witch again, "once I have you in my sight, I can talk to you."

Jack was confused, as he went around another corner, cock still failling to go flaccid.

"You are such a naive boy, aren't you Jack?" said the voice, now completely distracting Jack, "anyone can have control over you once you're naked, you're way too shy."

The witch's voice completely diverted Jack's attention, as he failed to realize he was about to run into somebody. A small blonde woman in blue dress almost reaching her knees.

"What do we have here?" said the witch as she analyzed the situation.

Jack finally saw there was somebody he was running towards, and realized who she was.

It was his manager, Yvonne, holding shopping bags. Exactly 40 years old, Yvonne was mature married woman, but her appearance didn't convey that in any way. She was thin and tiny, barely 5'3" in height, and face cute with big brown eyes.

A kind, patient and gentle woman, but with a great sense of humor, Jack had the utmost respect for this woman, as she helped him many times on his projects. And she thought of young Jack as someone with potential, even considering him for a promotion.

But what she saw now was a fully naked man running naked around town, with a fully erect penis for anyone to see.

Jack started stopping, his momentum too great.

As he breaked, his hard cock became even floppier to the eyes of his manager, who now also saw his face, clear as day.

"Perfect!" exclaimed the witch, seizing an opportunity.

As she said that, the still stopping Jack heard a sound of fingers snapping and suddenly felt a burning feeling in his balls.

"Jack?" asked Yvonne, surprised, shocked and a little scared, eyes now completely mesmerized by his flopping hard penis.

The fire in his balls continued to burn even hotter.

Stopping at exactly 5 feet from Yvonne, arms still flailing and cock now dancing about more than ever, four huge bursts of cum shot themselves out of Jack's cock, on to the sidewalk in front of him.

Yvonne dropped her shopping bags, both hands now covering her mouth, eyes wider than ever.

He came in public, right in front of his boss.