After my shower and a quick bite I got dressed – a whole outfit, lingerie, garter belt, hose and heels. I wear my hair long and don’t have much (...ny) facial hair, so I could make myself a little convincing. I knew from visiting my mother and grandmother’s dressers and clostets how to fasten a bra and garter belt, but makeup I was not as familiar with, so I settled for foundation, a little blush, and a nice red lipstick, I was not confident enough to do a lot with my eyes, so I just applied. .." Stop," Brianna commanded. Not harshly. Rather soft, but with steelbehind it. "So you say instead of minutes I might be like this forhours? Even days?" I... No!" Mercy exclaimed hastily. "I can accelerate the change back." Then do it," Brianna suggested.Mercy tried her hardest, but soon her concentration was broken byBrianna again. "It isn't working, right?" No. I don't know. It should, but ..." Mercy hunted for words toexplain it better. "It feels different. The trickster magic. It isstill. " Like i showed you last week, you know the pictute of the two dogs."She got on all fours on the bed and ne climbed behind her and he began shoving his cock into her big ass. He was a fast as a rabbit. Erika was moaning a little but i knew his little cock wasnt enough for her. After a few minutes of him trying his best to fuck my niece she told him to get on all fours himself.She reached down to my cock and she stuck her tongoe out and began licking my cock like a popsicle."Now Uncle, fuck Matt. I want to fall. I have no strength. She kisses me again and my bottom raises up. A timeless gesture of do it NOW, I need it NOW.She kisses my cheek. My moves but no sound comes out. More kissing. She whispers in my ear, “Don't cry.”I bite my lip.A lick, a kiss, “You taste good.”I lick my lips and tell her what I want most in a whisper, “You.”She nuzzles me, “Of course.”I whisper, as my body, starts to give up, “Do you want to hurt me?”A long hiss, “Yes....I want to hurt you. Do you want me to.