Your mother, despite her age, is still a spitting image of sex. Large double D breasts, slim waste, large child bearing hips. She's been single since ...our father left doing the best she can to raise you and your sisters, between working two jobs, and trying to do everything entailed by motherhood. You and your mother have always been very close, and you've been able to talk to her about everything from drugs to your sex life.You didn't just drop out of college from lack of motivation, you had. I wanted badly to talkwith her, I was hurt by pushing her to the limit. My own rage flared up, andI cried out for her to open the door and talk with me. The door was locked,and I got a screwdriver to pop open the lock. But when that didn't work, Islammed it into the door. I heard her call someone, and I freaked out entirely.I ran down to my bedroom and using what little I knew about phones, tried toget her to stop. I ran outside, away from the house, trying not to be seen.The idea that I now. This time it is I who moans. Maybe we both do. This is the first time you have touched my cock since we entered the room.My hands finally give up their job of steadying us.The right one tangles quickly in the back of your hair. The left slides around and cups your chin. They both force your head back a little roughly and turn it to face mine. Your neck strains as we kiss. Hard. Deep. Wet.Then I feel hands unfastening my belt. There is some urgency in the deft action.The belt falls open and. Since her ersatz birthday wish concerned him, Heather had unwittingly tapped into that magic and had sent it spiraling back to him! Normally, a Leprechaun could resist magic directed against him, but in his weakened state and since the magic had originally been his, her wish became a quest upon him. He shivered as he felt her wish become a compulsion that he would have to continually fulfill. Much to his amazement, the wish also restored his full life essence. Apparently Mother Gia had.