I think I convinced myself that Iwas doing a boy, but with my cunt now on fire with needand this dick in my mouth, I was gone to the sensationsof the ...oment. I do not know who or when, or just how much I was incontrol, but I rolled over and got on my knees andstuck my butt in the air with my face on the floor andmumbled that I wanted to be fucked, that I needed itbad. I’m not sure if anyone could understand me, but Ifelt the dog climb on my back and hands helping guidehim into me. Then I. Finally though they approached from the area that we’d made possible by the use of wards across a clearing Arch had set up as a killing zone if necessary.“Greetings, Mages,” came the voice of Mage William.“Greetings to you, Mage William. You and your party may approach,” Morgana spoke clearly so there were no misunderstandings and the Sidhe at least knew that we knew they were there.“Thank you, Mage Morgana,” William replied as he Verenestra and two Sidhe guards approached into the encampment. “Uh, yeah, sure,” I repeated. In less time than it took to type this, Mother’s dress was over the back of her chair and she stood there in her undies. “Well?” I was a little slower, but as I slid my jockeys over my hips, Mother’s bra joined her dress. And my shorts got hung on my rigid dick as her muff came into view. H-O-L-Y S-H-I-T!! “Ta-daa!” she sang and slowly turned, her arm outstretched, modeling her nudity for me. “Do I meet your expectations? My tits are kind of small, I guess.” Not. I banished it from my mind, soon such doubts wouldn’t matter, I was done with vipers, and if I could just dispel them from my dreams my normal life could resume. The lofty concerns of wars and political upheavals were not something I had time for. Eventually my turn came, and as I had hoped the doctor was sympathetic, he advised gene therapy to correct what he suspected might be a thyroid problem preventing me from sleeping soundly, but after I declined he was happy to prescribe sleeping pills,.