I was watching mom when she would finish her work and come to me to say ‘good night’.At last after about one hour she finished her household works...and went her room. She changed her dress and wore the maxi gown and then went toilet. I was watching her movements. When she came out from the toilet I then went my bed. Mom came to my room and kept her palm on my forehead. I thought about her sexy body for the whole day, so I was very excited, when she planted a kiss on my forehead, which she does. She shook and almost screamed. Relieved to find it was her mother. Which meant&hellip,? Merenwen saw the look in her daughters eyes and smiled wanly, trying to assure Ireth that she was fine. Merenwen laid a cold, wet hand on Ireths injured ear and began her healing chant. Ireth knew some of her mothers healing spells and potions, and desperately wished she had paid more attention to them now. She felt the pain go out of her ear and could actually feel the flesh stitching itself back together.. After a while, there was just notenough challenge. The player could learn how to pace my level ofexcitement, how to make me luxuriate on a plateau by switching awayfrom direct stimulation of my clitoris to something more indirect,such as massaging my breasts, or running my finger along the inside ofmy thigh. But I was tempting the player into a repetitive stressinjury, and reinforcing the importance of the physical at the expenseof a more holistic approach. So I rethought the interface. In my. ” As it was, Kathy admitted to me that, even if Marten’s “expert fucking” (her words) hadn’t made her cream herself several times over, Nicole’s tongue on her crack would have done so for sure.In any case, when Marten finally came, he slumped over from pure exhaustion and was hors de combat for the rest of the night. Nothing could revive him, though Nicole gladly slipped into sleeping bag with him and just enjoyed spooning with him (this erased any lingering doubts that anyone had that this.