Charisma Part 2

Charisma knelt upon the velvet couch, and Tiffany took her small, erect penis between her thumb and first two fingers, pointing the small, purple glans into the deep cleavage between Charisma's expansive, dimpled buttocks. Impossibly, as she watched, her penis lengthened from four to nine inches, swelled to the size of a salami, and became as rigid as petrified wood, thick blue veins standing out beneath the taut, reddened skin that stretched over the blood-engorged shaft. What the hell had just happened? Tiffany asked herself. Of course! Charisma was a sorceress. Obviously, her magic enabled her to do more than design a brassiere that could actually increase the size of one's breasts simply as a result of one's having worn the undergarment. It had been one of Charisma's enchantments that so stiffened, swelled, and lengthened Tiffany's penis into the enormous organ that now jutted from her girlish loins.

"Well?" Charisma called impatiently. "What are you waiting for now?"

Tiffany shoved her massive cock past the soft cushions of the seamstress' buttocks and through the tight ring of her anal sphincter, impaling her rectum. She pushed the entire length of the gigantic member into the older woman's bowels, stuffing her full of her cock. The tight ringlets of her pubes flattened Charisma's buttocks beneath them as she ground her hips hard into the other's ass. The sorceress moaned as Tiffany began to fuck her hard and fast, lunging and plunging her cock furiously into Charisma's speared bottom, retreating only to thrust past the sphincter yet again and cram her rectum full of her monstrous prick. Her balls collided again and again against Charisma's perineum as Tiffany assaulted the seamstress' ass, repeatedly driving her prick into her rectum with the force of a battering ram, as if she meant to split her asunder.

Charisma gave as good as she got, shoving her bottom back to meet each advance of Tiffany's cock and jerking her hips forward as the shemale momentarily withdrew.