"Pace yourself. We have all evening," She said smilingMom had me straddle Mr. Miller's lap and feed him. He really seemed to like this. His fingers wo...ld rub my clit which left a stain on his trouser, but I knew he didn't mind. Dessert was a rich pudding that Mom made on special occasions, like my birthday. Using a spatula she smeared it over my tits so Mr. Miller could lick it off.My dinner came next and consisted of grapes, strawberries, and baby carrots. I sat on the table with my legs. As he ran his fingers up and down her ass crack, she told him in a sultry voice, "You know, yesterday, Suzanne stuck a finger up my asshole. It was ... interesting! Oh, and I'm totally clean in there right now." She'd had an enema after waking in the hopes that something like this would happen, but she was too shy to tell him about that."Oh really? You mean like this?" He thoroughly licked his index finger to get some lubrication on it. Then he immediately began "inspecting" her asshole with. Limbs ... fast enough to deflect my blows.I helped Lydia to her feet. She was hurt but the magic in the potions I’d made helped heal her physical wounds. “Let’s get in here and out of this weather,” I said. “But we’d better be careful, there may be more inside.”I readied my bow and the two of us carefully entered the cave. There was enough moonlight shining in through a hole in the roof of this cavern that I could easily see two more wolves ahead of us. Fortunately the wind was blowing from. ’ ‘I need to for my job and my hobbies.’ ‘I have just bought a house, money is definitely short, I need to be careful.’ ‘Getting on the housing ladder is good, I live over the repair shop.’ Carol sat there quietly for a moment. ‘That isn’t James’ Electronics is it?’ ‘The one and same!’ ‘So what are you up here for?’ ‘Apart from the break, the scenery, mainly, I love the mountains, I take a lot of landscape pictures.’ ‘I love the countryside, I grew up out of town. Can I see them?’ ‘I don’t have.