God, she was even more beautiful than I could possibly have imagined; lean, fit, solid abs, and perfect teenager breasts; I hadn't seen a body like th...t in twenty years, and back then I didn't know what to do with it. Her pussy was shaved clean, maybe only a few minutes ago, and it was glistening wet. She didn't stop touching herself. "Billy prefers it hairless when he goes down on me, says he doesn't like getting hair caught between his teeth. What do you think, mister?" I couldn't decide. Pussy cream dribbled from her throbbing cunt and greased her chair seat. She squeezed her thighs together rhythmically, working her swollen muff-lips against each other."You cook really good, Sis," Skip said. "You cook almost as good as you look." All I did was press a few buttons," Jenny said."And unbutton a few buttons," Skip said, eyeing her tits as he chewed his food. "Yummy!"As they ate, their toes started meeting under the table and soon they were playing footsie in earnest and Jenny. Plus we don’t need Neks to come back for seconds and find us gone.”I guess you got a point.The witch continues on through the small opening and back into the cell with Faart. The little goblin is knocked out cold, snoring away like a storm over the open sea. “Well, here goes nothing,” she whispers, sticking the key into the lock. With a click the door pops open. She pushes it open a bit more and then cautiously steps out. The coast is clear. There is no sign of Neks anywhere. She makes a. Words--, you even let me go to another place to sleep last night; so I think I have nothing to do here" But that's not true, I mean ... Wait a minute, yesterday morning before going to the clinic you told me you were not John, if you are not him, who are you?"That was a question that once, not so long ago, in my dreams I had wished her to make me, now I wasn't so sure, "I'm your son, I'm Pierce Bridgeport"Her face went white as if she had seen a ghost; her hand to her mouth, her eyes popping.