It took only three hours. This is the story about two dredges of society, leeching off what had been heralded as “The last Free City North of the Sn...ke River.”Lily had enjoyed her life as a whore or how she called it, “Good business.” Despite being a half-elf of many appetites, she honestly enjoyed having to answer to know one. Mistress Lily, they called her. It was her sharp red eyes, some said. Others chalked it up to witchcraft and, more than once, she’d found herself at the wrong end of a. She falls back down almost immediately though as she is exhausted. He uses some of the falling water to make sure her face and chest are clean of puke before lifting her out of the tub by the waist. She stumbles out of the bathroom and drops down on the couch in the living room without even toweling off."You're going to catch a cold," he warns her."Still don’t care." Her response is muffled as her face is buried in the couch."Mom and dad might be home soon," he reminds her."Turn off the AC and. I kept up the circles I was making on her panties and I could feel the dampness coming through. God, she was so sexy! I grabbed a tit in each hand and squeezed them together running my tongue over both nipples at once. She squealed with pleasure and grabbed my face, kissing me deeply and passionately and rubbing her tits against me. She undid the buttons on my shirt and said, “Ohh, your tits are even more beautiful than I thought.” She reached around to undo my bra and let my big tits swing. Carla felt remarkablyguilty about her actions while in her son's body as she cleaned herselfup. Not wanting to admit or face what she had done, she quickly wentback to bed and closed her eyes, wondering slightly how Johnny wasfaring.Across the hall, Johnny was in the master bathroom brushing his teeth,having rolled his eyes about 10 times thinking about how shitty hisnight was going to be. Mom's got this way easier. She's all alone in myroom. She's just got to go to sleep and not deal with.