Then he put two fingers into me and then licked again. I let out this amazing moan as the sensation overwhelmed me – it was fantastic. He lifted his...head up and said – I gather you like it – you taste fantastic. That fingering you did before has left some nice tasty syrup in there for me. You taste great.He worked on me and I could feel his fingers doing their work – he was certainly experienced and his tongue was doing great on my clit. My entire vagina was being worked over by an expert.I lay. I knew what could happen. I expected it to happen." Fine. And Jennifer? Did you ask her what she wanted?" No, but..." No. There is no but, Emily. You're right. You made the choice when you did it to yourself and even though you're not eighteen, I trust your judgment. If you say you wanted it, if you say you knew what you were getting into, I'm going to trust you and say that it was consensual. But dosing your aunt wasn't consensual. She didn't have a choice. And neither time, with you and now. The fact that she was so beautiful, even though she didn't see it, made it his comment truthful, for all that he wanted to seduce her. He wanted her, but without the use of magick. With it, he could have her stripped in seconds, but somehow he thought of that as a betrayal of what the power was.Jane appeared in the Garden and walked up to the two. Joan started to panic. She'd be ruined if Jane had seen them kissing!"Hi," said Jane as she walked up to them. Ken felt she was very horny from the. Betty looked at me with a vacant expression.“Do you want to go with Harold?” I asked. “I can keep an eye on Amelia.”“Oh, goodness! Amelia! I almost forgot about her.” She started looking around, her hands wringing.“Betty,” I said softly, placing my hand on her shoulder. “Why don’t you go to the hospital with Harold? I’ll keep an eye on Amelia.” I gave her a gentle push towards the ambulance and, almost zombie-like, she headed over.I found Amelia sitting in their living room, a grand old room.