My grip in his dark, tousled hair tightened, as he circled my opening with his finger and then slowly inserted it into my pussy. He let his finger get...pulled inside before removing it and repeating the motion. The unhurried pace of his digit had my eyes rolling to the back of my head.Soon, I started to feel my pussy clench, pulling his finger deeper. He then added a second finger and started licking my clit again. The sensation was overwhelming. I felt like I was climbing and climbing, chasing. Suddenly, a cloud of vapor appeared in the center of her chambers. An instant later in the center of the cloud, there appeared the stern visage of the all-father. His dark blue eyes glared at the Enchantress, as she finally succeeded in getting out from under her toppled chair. "Lorelei!" came the stern voice of the all-father. The Enchantress suddenly realized that the amount of force and energy necessary to free herself had not gone unnoticed. "Despite my command, you have again seen. The only times it's been shaved bald, is when I had my babies, and when they cleaned me out, just after we met Mike and Misti. I had number 4 bun in the oven, and miscarried at 2 months. Maybe it was okay. I was 46 years old, and Paula, our youngest, was nearly 21. It could have been Mike or Jerry either one who knocked me up, but it's water under the bridge, now. The Doc fixed it so I wouldn't get in a family way no more. Now I can have all the pecker I want, any time I want. Daddy gets a. He dismissed my protestations that it sounded treacherous.“Well, that’s what I thought I would do, at any rate,” he finally asserted.The full moon bathed the surrounding heather and the distant glen in a soft bluish light, while our breath made little clouds of vapour against the night air. A shooting star tore across the sky and disappeared behind the hill above the little hotel and I sighed and shivered in the cold. My Scotch was now gone and I was only wearing a cotton shirt. It was at that.