Cast her spell on me.
Because all I want is to drive over to her store, bend her over the counter, and fuck her right there.
Shiloh unzips my jeans and wraps a fist around my dick, giving me a tug. “Don’t worry I’ll have you hard in no time.”
I open my eyes, insulted by her comment. I’ve never needed help getting a hard on a day in my life.
She licks her lips. “Let me take care of you.” She strokes me, tightening her grip, but all she seems to be doing is rubbing my dick raw. I’m only semi hard and things are going downhill fast. “What’s wrong with your dick?”
“Nothing.”
“It’s...kind of lumpy.” Her expression sours.
I jerk back, tucking my dick back in my pants. That little witch bitch did something to my dick. I rush to the bathroom down the hall to inspect my goods.