How are we going to do this?” Tempest asked.“There’s such a long line for the potions. Let’s get that first before it runs out,” Gaerril sug...ested.Vennoa shrugged. She wasn’t sure why she was doing these “quests” in the first place. Was this what adventurers did all day?The party trudged over, and Vennoa realized there was not a single line, but three. Each line was extremely long. At the head of each queue, a short goblin could be seen handing out the potions. It looked like each person could. As soon as she saw me she said, “Let’s go. I am not sure how long I can hold it. My bladder is getting more full by the second.”We walked to the car in complete silence. I was still in shock and she was focusing on remaining in control of her bladder. As we sat in the car and headed out of the parking lot, I could tell she was regaining her composure slightly.“How are you doing?” I asked. “Much better now that I am sitting down. How are you doing?” She said reaching her hand across the car and. He kept looking at her during sermon, not doing anything more than a smile or smirk that dad and John picked up on, dad asked mom did she notice and she slipped him the note, it read the minister has found out about your talent for sucking black men's cocks, wants you to come to At Risk black youths meeting tonight, be sure to dress special for him. She wrote that dad slipped note to John then slid his hand up her leg and squeezed her cunt, John did same after reading note, mom wrote she looked. I walked up the stairs and stood right in front of him with his face inches away from my crotch. I put my hand on his head and asked him in plain simple words, "James, you know what I desperately need now. Would you like to step into your father's shoes and play with me?" He looked up at me and said softly, "Yes, Mom. I had been dreaming about this all my life. Without any warning he grabbed my hips, pulled me forward and squashed his face into my crotch. I know I had been sweating with work.