”“What is it about?”I lied. I shouldn’t have lied, even to Margaret whose opinion doesn’t carry any academic weight.“I don’t know yet,�... I said.But I did know. It was a spell to raise the dead. I shuddered inwardly. Perhaps Margaret would want to raise her husband’s shade? I began to appreciate the danger. If you could raise the dead, would you cease to appreciate the living?***I worked late that night. By the early hours I had transcribed most of the receipt to a Word document in expanded. Not Hargreaves.How wrong I was!' 'I haven't sneaked!' cried Anna, for to be called a blackmailer was one thing,but to be called a sneak was quite another. 'Nor am I going to. This, CadetOfficer, is the desperate act of a desperate girl. Abused, assaulted, beaten... raped nightly...' Emma smiled, put her hand under Anna's chin and raised it. They looked intoeach other's eyes. Emma's, light blue, had an angry white spark in them. Anna's,dark blue, were serene. Emma had a stab of realisation: 'So. Mom, dad, and me. My name is Abhi. I am 22 and a virgin. My height is 5’10. I have a decent 6-inch tool which made my mom go crazy for me.Coming to my mom, her name is Deepthi. She is 43 years old. She is 5’6. Her skin tone is quite fair and most importantly, she is a thick sexy MILF! Her curves make men turn their heads towards her. Her figure is 36-32-36, quite a figure for her age. No one would believe that she is in her 40’s. My mom looks like a woman in her late 30’s. My mom wears sarees. “Now your chance,” she said.She jumped on the bed and stood right next to my face, legs placed near my neck she sat down. Her pussy was right on my face and I suffocated. I was gasping for air when her pussy rubbed on my lips, my face was covered with the butter. Observing the fact that she was suffocating me, she got and kissed me “Sorry babe, I rushed.”Licking up all the butter from my face she kissed again. Again she stood up but now her ass facing my lips. She sat on my chest first and then.