I answered, and it was Melody."Good news!" she gushed."What?" I asked."Mom figured out who was following us. It was a sprite." A ... sprite?" Kinda li...e a pixie or a fairy. Not dangerous, but sometimes curious.Probably felt the magic that changed you, and was investigating." That's good news, right?" Yep. Still, Mom's gonna see what we can do to protect you and your momfrom any prying eyes." That means your mom is gonna have to spend magical energy, doesn't it.I feel bad about how much manna. It looked amazing, it was huge but so beautiful.Now to complete the illusion she had a few more steps to take, the first of which was to wrap gauze around her chest to flatten her breasts. She had bought two rolls of it for this purpose and when she did put on a flannel shirt on top of it the illusion was almost complete. The last stage included the fake moustache she had bought at the shop that sold theatre props.Once that was in place, she slipped on a pair of baggy jeans leaving the cock to. Her hand rarely left her nest, even while doing housework, but the feeling was hollow and she knew what she needed, had to have. She even found a picture on one of the sex websites that slightly resembled Peter. The man was engaged in anal sex with a beautiful Black woman. Lynn scanned a photo of herself and electronically pasted it over the face of the Black woman producing a picture of her faux Peter splitting her open from behind. But she wanted, needed HIM. Why didn't he call? Had he gotten. Stranger: “Look at this … a fucking fatter ass that most of the girls I fuck , fucking pretty. Fat whore seducing me to fuck you. I can fucking see my precum in that fucking gape. How about you come suck that cock clean , where you left your filthy juices on ? Me : “Can I” ? Stranger : “Don’t talk you pig , just get here and open your mouth”With strong force he took a hold of my head and pushed me towards his cock.Stranger : “Don’t you fucking suck on it yet , just make a circle and keep those.