Later, when we were about to leave, I hugged her and kissed her with love for about 10 minutes at the doorstep. And left.On my way back home, I though... to myself.Raj: It’s only a week. It will just fly away.But deep inside, I knew I was going to miss her badly. Both her and her body. Missing her is not a big problem. Because we agreed on keeping in touch over messages and calls for the week. But missing her body is a big problem.The thing about sex is that once you enjoy a warm tight pussy. Although she appears 27 years old, she’s been that age for almost 80 years. I find it interesting that she’s chosen to be a prostitute. She must have noticed how I was looking at her, because she finally said... “What? Go ahead and ask.”I’ve never been able to hide my feelings, or my curiosity. So after getting up mthe nerve, I ask... “Why a prostitute?”She took a sip of coffer while composing her response, then she said... “Well, after granting wishes, that often involve sex, you eventually. I squatted down and softly dragged my tongue over her hole. I pushed the tip of my tongue in softly, along with a finger, and her body began to shake again, building back up to a climax. I pulled away again and she let out a soft gasp. I leaned in closer to her warmth, and began breathing against it softly, letting my hot breath clash with her wetness before softly blowing cool air against it. She gasped and began to wiggle again, her legs shaking. "Hold still!" I warned. "I'm gonna cum," she. You drive 'your' car. Mom always takes a taxi tothe airport. She says parking is impossible and it takes longerto park and get to the air port than to fly somewhere!"Jack brightened. At least he would get to drive! That wassomething."You will change me back, right?"Ben snorted with derision. "Of course, numb brain. Youdon't think I want two Moms running around, do you? Getreal!" He handed Jack his mother's keys. They even had themace she carried attached to the key ring. "We're lucky Momleft.