I was expected to come to him if I needed a release. Since he always came to me, I’d never gone to him. Mind you, it wasn’t very often I used one ...f the local boys either.The dungeons were a warren of passages that twisted, turned and ended in different caverns. About five years after we had claimed our bling, I’d found a cavern that was full of crystals, and it was here that I came to recharge and practice my spells more often than not.Being able to teleport myself to the cavern sure helped.. He could not zip them onfast enough and then needed a minute to breath before opening the plasticpackaging that contained his cheer bow.He touched it and then placed it down on the bench, almost admiring it'sgrandeur for a minute as he closed up his locker. He'd been in more bowsthan he could imagine this weekend, yet little ribbons his sister tied inor Dorothy's looped bows or even this morning's precious orangedecorative pieces would be nothing like this.He was nervous just touching it as he. Now, luckily, I have some unused panties that I boughtfor Sandra, my daughter, they were too small and I didn't bother takingthem back. What colour would you like?" I looked at the colours on offer; there was a choice of white, pink andyellow. I chose the white ones."OK slip them on."I pulled the nylon panties up my legs. Funny, they felt quite nice andsmooth.That's good, you are so small, and you don't really show." Show what?" Your twinkle." Twinkle?" Penis, dear."I looked down and could see. My tongue flicked against her nipple and made circles on her heaving breast as she struggled to rise."Oh Billy, don't," she sighed, "we can't do this. It's not nice." But Mom," I replied, "didn't you tell me sex was beautiful between two people that love each other?" Well...yes," she hesitated, "but..." And don't we love each other?," I continued."Well...yes," she said, relaxing a little as her hand started stroking my hair and pushing my head toward her breasts again.I gently grasp one breast.