“She will come live with me, s*s. I insist on it!”“Oh, Jeffrey; really?” she exclaimed.“Absolutely, I’m a five minute walk from the campu...; I live in this big old house by myself. It will be wonderful to have her; to share in her experience at school; to bond with my sister’s daughter.”There was silence on the other end. I continued, “That is, if she wants to. I don’t want to be a drag on her experience, make her feel forced to live with her old Uncle Jeffrey.” The silence went on. “Are. Her Witch.Mommy Taylor had said her name was ... Cindy? That seemed ... wrong. The girl wasn't a Cindy. What she was, was...Under the heavy quilt, Violet ran one of her hands over her smooth, bare skin up to her breast.The Witch was beautiful. The Witch was sexy. The Witch ... Eyes closed, she squeezed her breast, slowly moving her other hand down, past her thatch of fur. The Witch was ... she had beautiful lips. Violet wanted to kiss her ... caress that smooth face, look into those eyes...Her. And again I added….i felt so jealous too!!! And I am still feeling so jealous!! She raised her head up and blushingly asked….why jealous?? I said….obviously….who will not be jealous….someone else is fucking such a lovely woman and you just get to watch….it Is so sad….my job was done….She came near to me and said….i can’t let you feel so sad especially when you have helped me in clarifying so much of my guilt….all I needed was that cue and I just held her hand and pulled her into my room and. Despite Lori's earnest efforts, the girl demanded more. Sandy forced Lori's face deeper into her crotch and she clamped her thighs around the squirming head.Lori's head was wedged between the girl's thighs. She pictured the scene from hell and visualized what it must look like. Getting caught by her husband was her greatest concern and that frightened her a lot. Lori hardly heard a thing because Sandy's thighs were pressed against the side of her head, blocking the sound. This made it hard to.