I was lying on something that felt like a bed, but the woman who spoke was stirring a large kettle hung over an open fire not twelve feet away. I sat ...p carefully, expecting a head rush and stabbing pain from the rock that hit me, but neither appeared."Excuse me, but how did we get here?" I still wore my bibs and turtleneck, but someone had taken off my boots."I used the snow to take us home. What is the hot drink you mortals partake of now? The last time I met one of you, it was hot cider.". .. Jasmine, we don't want to wake my mom up," I said."But, honey. Oh! We should ssstop before..." I heard Mom implore as I now nibbled on her tit through the light fabric, while teasing and pinching her clit."Oh, God, Cory! You're getting me hot again!" I heard, as I ventured even lower, kissing my way down to her stomach while feeling both her hands rubbing the hair on my head.I was at her waist when I heard mom softly say, "Cory... you shouldn't."But I kept going, and then when my tongue made. She lay on top of her blankets completely naked...Mark could see everything as he stood at the door. He let his eyes run up and down the length of her body taking in every inch of her. His mind was racing as he looked not sure where to look the longest. He quickly reached in his pants and grabbed his cock. He took in everything as he stroked himself. He could feel his orgasm building so he stopped. When would he ever get another chance like this? Mark felt the last of his sanity slip away as he. I was getting a strange sort of enjoyment out of the pointless dramatic scene I had created. The rain had calmed into a drizzle, so the only sounds that could be heard in the streets were the soft pitter patter of my footsteps and the occasional drunken cheer from local punters. My phone vibrated again. "In this weather? How long have you been walking? I can drive you if you’d like. xx" Why did he have to be such a gentleman? Why couldn’t he just be an idiot so I could stay pissed off at him.