She loved George and Jill; without them she wouldn’t have the things she had now, she would have been alone for all kinds of things they helped her ...hrough. Without their help she wouldn’t have Josh at all. He completed her; without him she would have been in a very different world. They were almost as much a part of her new life in America as Josh was. She had been having dreams about this sort of thing, but that was a dream; actually contemplating it in real life was another thing. “So you don’t think the itching is a coincidence?”“No.”“We didn’t really meet that first night, though,” Katrin put in. “We never spoke.”Meritia waved her hand. “That’s of no consequence. Meet, or come in close contact, or see each other. Whatever the trigger, it would have required the two of you to be together.”“Why?” Katrin asked.“You know what it is?” Corec said.“I believe it’s a binding sigil. It’s used to magically bind two people or two things together for one reason or another.”“Bind us. We are still happily married. But our sex life started to get a bit boring, or maybe it was just me feeling that way. I sometimes fantasized mom sleeping with other men, or making some black BBC fuck her while I watch.Maybe it was just the porn motivating me to have such ideas. I mentioned my fantasies to mom. But I remember 2 years back I hinted her about my fantasy once she showed so much anger and disgust. I may have brought this up a few more times. But she either just gets angry or. Then I put my whole mouth over her sweet pussy and flicked my tongue up and down her cunt lips. I licked from her ass all the way to her clit, I licked and kissed on her pussy as well as the ass for nearly half an hour or more and she just lay there enjoying, jumping, moaning and growling to the max. I think she liked it; her pussy sure did get wet and swollen up. Surely she would have no complaint now for me; not staying on her sex den long enough and now I had to fuck her. Her pussy was right.