‘Does that prick always treat you like that?’ The quiet anger in his voice suggested that he had indeed noticed Brent’s deplorable behavior and ...hat he disapproved. I squeezed his hand and shrugged. ‘I’m used to it.’ I peered at him closely and the look on his face almost melted me form the inside out. Everything about the man had that effect on me. His jaw was clenched and he looked like he was about to go drag Brent back in for a little old-fashioned fisticuffs. I couldn’t help the little. Grabbing on to Lonnie’s arm tightly she surrenders herself to the touch of her mother and cums for the first time in her life. The young girl thrashes and moans like a cheap whore as wave after wave of mind bending pleasure crash over her. Karen smiles and continues playing with her daughter, struggling to keep her fingers in Nancy’s pussy as the teen thrashes on the mattress.“Oh my god mommmyyyyyyy. Ohhhhhhh moooommmyyyyy yeeeeesssssss.” Nancy squeals, digging her nails into Lonnie’s. She began to settle in and my hands felt the release of tension. She was beginning to drift on the music, the warmth, the touch as I worked slowly down to her sacral dimples.I moved back to her shoulders and mid back, using my forearms to lengthen the stroke and cover a larger area. It is necessary to me to ensure that the parts of the body feel part of the whole. Our social mores and clothing seem to divide the body into “nice” bits and “naughty” bits. To me they are all divine and must be. So when theirinvestigator came sniffing around and spoke to me I was ready.I pretended not to know her which got her curiosity aroused but I knew thefirst thing she'd notice was the absence of magic. When she asked in aroundabout way about my magic I had the perfect story ready."You know about magic? Finally someone that will believe me!"I looked at her plaintively, almost begging. I think I could have won anoscar for my performance."This woman stole my body! No one will believe that I'm really.