Tristan Sweet is laying on the bed in the Witch, Saharra's, house. She had found him in the woods days ago and had taken him to steal his energy. But she didn't think he was a guy. Tristan is a transvestite and was at the time prancing around the woods in his new dress. You see, Saharra lives of the sexual energy of young women. She had never taken a man in this way before. Never had she even thought men could hold the same energy she gets from the girls. So when she pulled down those lace panties and say a dick, she didn't know what to do. To her surprise, he was more than satisfactory. In...

Tristan Sweet is laying on the bed in the Witch, Saharra's, house. She had found him in the woods days ago and had taken him to steal his energy. But she didn't think he was a guy. Tristan is a transvestite and was at the time prancing around the woods in his new dress. You see, Saharra lives of the sexual energy of young women. She had never taken a man in this way before. Never had she even thought men could hold the same energy she gets from the girls. So when she pulled down those lace panties and say a dick, she didn't know what to do. To her surprise, he was more than satisfactory. In fact, something about a man feeling like a woman holds a very special sort of energy. And she loved the taste of it.

Saharra had left her there on the bed to regain her strength. Because this meal deserves a second visit. So she comes into the room and starts feeling Tristan up as she stirs awake. She slowly remembers how she got there and tries to leave. That is something Saharra isn't going to let happen. She puts Tristan in a trance so she can strip her down. Then she starts nuzzling up to that little cock of hers. Lightly tickling the shaft with the tip of her tongue. Gotta get the energy flowing and ready to explode. That's when it's the best. She got a good taste just as Tristan came out of her trance and begged Saharra to quit. She screamed and pleaded until she So Saharra left her be to again rest.