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Chapter 16 by Cormac29ru Cormac29ru

What does she cast: Teleportation Circle, Blindness or Dominate Person?

Teleportation Circle

"S"So, one more schpell schoould do it." Abigail tapped her fingers to her lips. "My Mind Flayer casts...Teleportation Circle!"

Yolanda quickly grabbed Rebecca by the ponytail and started pushing Rebecca towards the exit. You penis continued its rise at the sight of her jiggling breasts as she shuffled her feet. You noticed as Yolanda threw you a wink.

"YOU FUCKING BITCHES! I'll make you all pay for this." Rebecca's voice slid from roar to his.

"No sweetie, you won't." Scout had her own phone out, recording away. It suddenly dawned on you how many phones were out at present, including more than a few that had been pointed in your direction. Just how many people had recorded this and you for posterity. Almost reading your thoughts, Scout looked right at you as she spoke. "We dorks are a loyal bunch. Play along with us and we'll be your friend for life." She took a step forward. "But mocking us or taking advantage of us is a mistake." A few more steps brought her right alongside Rebecca. "So if you chose to mess with us, ten years from now, when you're working at a PR firm or a real estate office, we'll be the ones emailing your boss and co-workers these magical moments. Got it?"

"So we're going for a ride. Sorry ladies, we're taking this show on the road. So, is anyone her willing to be our designated driver." There were a variety of affirmatives before Angelica called out, "Let Johanna do it! I owe her a favor." You look over to see Johanna, a very curly headed white girl staring eagerly at you. "It make be hard to keep my eyes on the road."

"Hmm. Alright. But this will make a tight fit in my car. We'll have to squeeze in."

For the first time in a while you find your voice. "Wait, we're going somewhere. Can...can we get dressed?"

"You two getting dressed is not in the plan," Scout laughed. "And neither is us leaving you here, although I'm sure the ladies would take great care of you until we got back. So let's move it!"

Hands over your crotch, you quickly scurried after Tammy. Any chances you had of your member dropping disappeared as you watched her slim hips move her tight, slender butt back and forth in front of you. A few bold hands patted and squeezed your own posterior as you passed.

Mercifully, it appeared that the parking lot was empty, and Abigail's SUV was close. More confusing was the plan to fit you all. The solution was more than a bit awkward.

You were immediately seated in the second row in the middle seat. After far too much switching around (much of which seemed designed to have someone have to crawl over you) It ended with Johanna driving with Abigail in the passenger seat, Yolanda to your left and Angelica to your right, Scout in the far back with Rebecca crumpled up naked next to her, crouching down as best as she could.

Through all of this, Tammy was awkwardly covering herself, pressing her backside against the side, covering as best she could. She took a quick peek in once everyone else was settled. "Where will I sit?"

Yolanda smacked her hand down on your thigh. "We've got an open lap right here."

Your and Tammy's eyes met instantly. You bit the inside of your check for a moment, and managed a nervous nod. She scrambled into the car. Yolanda whispered in your ear, "You'll have to move your hands and hold her. Her hands will be covering you two with a blanket." You nodded once again.

Your eyes closed as Tammy's soft skin brushed against the head of your cock as she slid across you, and you both shuddered as her ass lowered itself on to you. You managed to angle yourself so that you weren't in her yet, but a slight move on either one of your parts would change that in a heartbeat.

Yolanda Slid a small blanket across Tammy that she gratefully pressed to her chest: it was long enough that when properly positioned, would go from the top of her breasts to two inches down her thighs. Your arms wrapped underneath it, with one of your hands just below her small, high breasts, and the other at her hip.

Yolanda traced a finger up and down the side of your leg. Johanna skillfully adjusted the mirror. "So. Where we headed?"

Where will this party find its next adventure?

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