”“The up side is that your husband will have even more reasons to comfort you.”“I do enjoy that comforting thing we do, Mrs. P.”“I know yo... do, Mr. P.”The door opened, and we got on for a quiet ride to the first floor. As we walked away we waved at one another.“That was interesting.”“I know. Those were the most words we have spoken since we first saw them.”“Well, in all fairness to them, it was also one of the few times that we haven’t been in some sort of sexual situation.”“Yeah there is. We were both covered in a mix of sweat, cum, it's squirt and boy can it squirt, so I got it into the shower and as it was about to turn it on I just shook my head and hinted for it to kneel. Yeah I fucking did. It didn't need asking twice and started fingering itself again with its mouth open and tongue out, I couldn't leave it hanging there like that so I showered the slut in piss. It gargled it, drank it, rubbed it all over. Total fucking sex toy it is. Anyway, housekeeping were soon. "Ericka glanced over at her sister, who looked just as confused."And what were the ingredients you added last?" asked Ericka."Crushed cranberries," replied Meg."The spell called for lingonberries," noted Ericka as she looked atthe text on her laptop."We couldn't find any in my Mom's larder... and we've substituted itbefore," replied Avery.Annika sighed."Honey, just because it worked in one spell doesn't mean it will workin others," stated Annika. "Did you use any other substitutions?"Avery. Lei had never before been so stupid as to fly into a web. Vibrations in the web was how a spider told prey from debris. The wind caught in her wings pushing her and the web with her backwards. Lei swallowed, pushing her fear down into her stomach freeing her throat for breathing. Her front and the fronts of both her wings were stuck to the web. She was trying to remember what she had been told of breaking free of webs. It had been so long ago. The first instructions had been don’ts. ‘Don’t get.