“That’s the understatement of the year.”“Oh, Mom, I love you,” says Katy, moving forward andwrapping me in a hug. I hug ...er back, forgetting for amoment the line that I am skirting. Sarah moves over tohug me from the other side, and I am enclosed by theirwarmth. My sweet baby girls.I am reminded of the danger, of that line, feeling theirsmooth warm skin against mine, their hard nipplesteasing into my arms. Instead of disengaging, I hug themcloser, moving my hands. I knew where I stood with Cheryl and it wasn’t going to change.“Sometimes she has moments of clarity and asks about you,” she admitted.“Really?” I asked, surprised. “I didn’t think she would, except to try and make sure I was still hurting.”“She’s not that bad,” she grimaced slightly. “I don’t tell her much. Just that you’re still in pain from the surgery and everything else. None of that is secret though.”I nodded. “She can get as much from my YouTube page if she really wanted,” I reminded. The heat of my lust welling up in my balls, "Mmmm...I love the way you stirm my juice." She giggled, then looked seductively into my eyes as she slid her hand up from my balls, slowly caressing over the length of my hardness, wrapping her hand around my shaft, feeling me throb for her. Slowly stroking my length, she pressed her lips up against my ear and murmured, "I love how your hard cock feels in my hand...let me massage it for you...make it feel better...I wanna' squeeze out your hot. “I am the master of hunters for this city.”“You hunt?” I asked.Winde inclined his head. “Quite well.”“For meat?” I asked.Winde chuckled. “Elves are not merely plant eaters. But we do not need much meat – no more than the forest can give. But the issue is that I sent Pardon out, eh...” He paused. “Well, quite some time ago. Did you see any elves while heading here from...” he looked me over. “Caladon?”“Tarant, actually,” Gillian said, her voice full of Tarantian pride – she would not stand to be.