I lightly moaned like,“Aa…h!”And He said,“I knew you were pretending, “Furry” (did he just call me that?)”And kept sucking my juice off ...f me. I took hold my his head with my hands and pulled it back to my head level and looked at his eyes. He seemed troubled. He asked,“What?” As his hands were now rubbing me all the way between my boobs and his, squeezing my flesh wherever possible in between.“Mh…did you just call me “Furry” ?”“Well, did not mean to offend you”“Nah, it is alright…Furry is. You've ... changed. " Do it, hon." Mom?" Sort of, hon. you made a copy of my mind with your abilities. But theimportant thing is I am here, and I will help you. But you need to seewhat has changed."He shakingly stood, and looked in the mirror that the woman had broughtwith her.The girl in the mirror was definitely cute. Not staggeringly beautiful,but very cute. An image came into his mind, of his mother as a teen."Yes, dear. You look a lot like I did at your age."The only really odd thing. Earlier that day, Violet had been browsing Lush for inspiration. The urgent need to write something satisfactory nagged at her. She neglected her work, her studies, everything but finding the perfect concoction of lust, passion, and plot devices.“Alice, can you put on those tights again?”“Do you only think about sex? And also, no, too much work.”With a glint in her eye, Alice lifted up her knit dress to reveal a seductive patch of skin peeking out from a pair of tight black thigh highs. Her. ‘Kaku amar sange amar bou..bhai aar chhoto bon thakbe….akhane je rasta tairy hochhe tar kaj ami karchi..mas 5/6 ar beshi amra thakbo na…’…bou bhai bon achhe sune Ram babu raji halen…thik holo ora kal asbe..aar pasher 2to ghar niye thakbe…Parer din ram babu dokane gelen na…Sakal 10 tar dike ora alo…Ka ar bou khoob sadharan…kintu Ka r bon Kusum ke dekhe ram babu chamke gelen…bayas 15/16 habe ..ki farsa..lal tuk tuke chehara kintu aai bayase mai duto jeno salwar bhitar theke fete parte.