And did you have to uproot your entire life to move with him to a cursed hell where every sensation is heightened a hundredfold and every day feels li...e two years? Did your wedding dress look like this, Mother? Did it?”Aranel’s point was made by spinning around abruptly to face her mother, letting the bare breasts that spilled out of her bustier swing then bounce around as they settled. For further emphasis, she grabbed handfuls of her chest and squeezed her tits like dough between her fingers.. ..unhh...when you got pregnant a couple months ago...ohh...did that help?" No!" she cried. "That's why I need...I need..." She was thrusting back at him harder now, faster. His hands were still on her breasts and she could feel her nipples tingling."Wait..." he said.She continued, reaching one arm under her, questing for a spot between her legs that was tingling insistently, even more than her nipples. "I need you...uhh...to make me..."She found it: her clitoris. It was engorged and easily. "So I heard." Came his reply."I'm thinking about going this year." I told him. "I'd rather you not. It's just a bunch of holigans rough housing." he grumbled, then after a moment of silence he spoke again."So what are you planning on entering?" Archery." I replied.I wasn't going to tell him about magic or I'd throw him into an uproar. He grunted in approval. My grandfather knew I practiced archery in my spare time and knew about my pet that I kept, even though he didn't like it very much.We ate. "That has to be a mistake." Try it again!" I told him. Kell actually tried it twice more with exactly the same results."Looks like you're headed for County Donegal," I told a rather frustrated Kell."But our Fathers traveled together?" he protested."That was our Fathers," I told him. "Not us." Damn!" Kell exploded."Maybe that's why we are more powerful than our Fathers," I suggested. A thoughtful look appeared on Kell's face for a time."Yes ... maybe!" he finally admitted."Let's look at these.