I wanted to offer to help mother, but there seemed to be a barrier between us that vetoed even that. I escaped the overpowering atmosphere by leaving ...he house and taking a walk along the cliff top. It was a long walk and by the time I returned the evening meal was ready.* * * * * * * * The meal was eaten in silence, the all-encompassing mood of sexual stress becoming even tenser. I felt as if something had to give, or mother and I would be doomed to a fortnight of torment. I was close to. This isa big night for you. My little girl is growing up."I thought about rebutting her comment, but I knew she was trying to makethis experience special for me so I smiled and gave her a hug. I couldsee what looked like a small tear in the corner of her eye."Mom thanks for helping me get ready." You look perfect. Are you ready?" On the outside I know I am ready. It's the inside that I am not so sureabout. I feel wonderful right now, but the date thing scares me. What ifhe wants to touch me or. I know not what it was that he used but I could not break through it. You had best hope that you can or I will work the children 'til they fall. Then I might have the men have a hunt for a few of them. Now worm find them!" The Elfin man nodded and stretched his hands out looking for the others and the woman. I have to warn the man the elf thought if he can free the others then I can end this. A small smile lit up the elf's face, yes end it for good. John and the others appeared again this. She was so wet with the juices I had left there and the fresher ones, that Sam's entire cock glided into her with a only few more strokes. Betsy lay atop him and stretched her legs out alongside his, while reaching back to spread her ass cheeks and grinning at me. "I'm really Betsy-Wetsy today," she said. Her real name is Elizabeth, but she prefers the more informal "Betsy" and, when she is as sexually aroused and wet as she was that day, she likes to be called "Betsy-Wetsy." "Your turn now,.