Making a Witch into a Cumdump

Your neighbor was a would be “Witch”. Her parents didn’t seem to mind, thinking that perhaps it was just a phase but now college age she was still determined to practice her craft. You thought little of it, in fact you scoffed at the idea. The only thing this girl had going for her was her body in the end you thought. Those big fat tits that should belong to a porn star. In those tight black tops, she wore there was no shortage of cleavage or even the incredibly lewd impression of her no doubt large, suckable nipples. And not to mention that incredibly thick ass, that seemed to almost always be only half covered by the small dark skirts she would wear which showed you that the slut wore such thin thongs that could barely be considered underwear.

It wasn’t proper or right being an older and family trusted neighbor to constantly fantasize and masturbate at the idea of stripping her down to just her stockings and making her your exclusive bitch. She was utterly lost on her boyfriend. If she was yours, you would never let her leave your bed.

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The Old Man Next Door Takes The Neighborhood Milf (Part 1)

In your old age you had come to be seen as someone rather harmless, trusting, perhaps even wise. People seemed to trust you, to truly respect you to some degree, especially after wife left you and it had become just you in your household. And while you did enjoy people stopping by to offer assistance if you required any or extra food, they had made you never really needed it. But much more of interest to you of all those people were your neighbors. They were a nice family, but more than that the wife… she was kind, polite, hardworking but more importantly had the lewdest body you had ever laid eyes on. You couldn’t believe it the first time you saw her. Large round breasts that could almost always threaten to break a button on her button up collared shirt when she was going out for work, a thick round ass that almost always threatened to tear her pants if she ever bent over and to top it all off she had a nice pretty face with full soft lips that you knew would just feel amazing to kiss, or better yet, kiss your cock. It was nice to be so trusted as the kind old man next door, it helped you get all sorts of looks and glances you probably otherwise wouldn’t have gotten. Almost daily did she tease you with her mere existence. It had become almost routine for you to be up early on your porch not just to enjoy the morning air and sunrise but to witness her morning jogs. Her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail as she pranced around in her sports tank top and yoga pants. The way her body swayed and jiggled was almost always too much to bear. After politely returning her good morning greeting you would watch her jog away, thick cheeks clapping as the seam of her pants rode up her crack. You would sit there fantasizing until she went out of view before returning to your home and jerking off vigorously from the memory.