Next she warmed his chest, bringing the flame closer until the skin bubbled and began to slough off. She held the blue cone of flame to each nipple,...crisping it until it was black. Then it was Mom's turn. Her bulging breasts bubbled as the torch toasted them, and the nipples, like Marshall's, were destroyed, burnt until they looked like overcooked marshmallows at a cookout. Clearly, the pain was excruciating, but Mom stoically muffled her screams. Nora played the flame lightly up and down. ”“If you’re not a shifter then I’m not a bloody wizard,” I said, and I turned on my bling so they could all see it. Dane stepped back and looked at one of the women. “Mother?” he enquired.One of the elaborately dressed women paled. “We adopted him from a shifter who abandoned him because he was born male.”I nodded, “My son is the same. Except he had horns when he was born. I’ve never seen him shift since that first time, but I believe he has the ability.”I wondered if my reaction to the horns. I asked him then if he knew about blowjobs. Shocked, he said ya but, I have never got one. I then without saying a word pounced on his dick like a hungry slut and started sucking his dick. Firstly he tried to move me away but as he saw that I was really into it, he started enjoying it and made moaning sounds. I was 6 inches and he was around 4-5 and I took his entire dick in my mouth just as a five-year-old licking a lollipop. He then suddenly became stiff and I sensed he was about to cum, so. Sorry to bother you. Monty borrowed mydrill and I kind of need it for a home repair." Sure, Ted. He's not here right now. But if you have to have it rightaway, I'm sure I can find it."He said he had to mount a shadowbox on the wall."Oh no. It was our neighbor. Our tall, handsome, athletic neighbor whohad bought the house next door because his work had moved him here andhe expected to be kept in our area for a few years. Our smiling,easygoing, bachelor neighbor. We had his drill, but I.