It is all for the best."Time was pressing, they could not dwell on the past."Tsanja will be in need of healing,"said Mrs Beale, and asked Poe,"How can...we get to her?"Poe replied,"It may be some time, we don't know yet how we are to tackle the accursed Felthings. The poor creatures were once healers, like ourselves, but have had everything ripped out of them. Their souls are enslaved by their black hoods, their bodies are all but dead. It is only by eating Lilith's flesh that they have power,. It hurt like hell but the only thing I could do was moan. "Oh Uncle Charlie", was all I could say. His hand raised and lowered again and again. I felt the hot tears roll down my cheek. I also felt something else. It was him. It was the spanking that Uncle Charlie gave me that made me so hot. The ember that had simmered in my pussy all these years burst into a blazing inferno. He didn't hold back. He spanked me with his bare hand and I felt like a c***d again. But this time I was a woman. And I. She looked the part to a tee. Imagine the whitest looking white woman imaginable, who dressed like an extra on Little House on the Prairie. She had HUGE breasts but dressed so conservatively that she seemed as modest about them as her massive size would allow. Our conversation was always about family and other family friendly, polite things. That all changed one day when I saw her observing the security guard staring at her breasts. She noticed that I noticed him doing it and we had a good. I was really horny.After an hour or so, I called Geetha and asked her, hey sorry to bother you, are you sleeping. She said I am trying to sleep but not getting the sleep yet. She asked me what happened. I said nothing, not getting sleep and getting bored also. I said I have some juice packets in my room if you are interested. It maybe around 10 pm or so. She said ok I will come and pick up some juice packets.After 10 min, she came and asked for juice packets. I said sit here for some time and.