It had not been a good idea.Now Phil was in hell and a prisoner of those same sex daemons while they decided whether to make him their pet, sex toy or...light evening snack. At least he was still alive. He wasn't in bad condition either, he thought, trying out his arm. Nurse Honey had done a good job, although Phil was a little fearful of what the final cost would be.He tested his legs. They seemed to be working fine. Maybe he should try and sneak—."Hey fledgling warlock."Phil's spirits fell. With nowhere else to go as it had risen upward, the head of Clyda's cock was now hidden as it had lodged itself between Clyda's huge breasts. "You've almost got me ready to shoot off already," teased Clyda. "But we can't have that, now can we?" "Fortunately for you," Clyda continued, "I know just what to do in a situation like this."With her left hand, Clyda moved her breasts to her sides, so that there wasn't nearly as much cleavage showing as there was a moment before. With no. I slowly grazed both of her breasts, very light touches, as her nipples hardened. Protruding about a quarter inch, they were just perfect. Her skin was velvet smooth, not a bump or blemish anywhere. Admiring them for a few minutes, I moved to her jeans. Opening them, I slid them ever so slowly down her hips, stopping at her knees. No panties, also as instructed. As I dropped to my knees, I put my face right up to her pussy. Very closely trimmed in a “V” up top and completely shaved all around. "But now I need aplace to stay until Uncle Abner comes to his senses."Shamus smiled. "I'll be more than happy t'be renting ye a room, Cap. In fact, I've one available just down the hall from Bridget's." That'll do nicely Shamus." He winked at Bridget. "I've been wantingto sleep next to her for some time now."Bridget felt a strong blush run across her face. Her breast tingled,the nipples stiffening against the soft muslin of her camisole, andshe felt a pleasant warmth down between her legs. .