We’re your family now.’ She nodded. We didn’t speak anymore, and I kept my caresses PG, until I realized she was sleeping on my chest. I was awa...e, thinking, when Wendy opened the door. She looked in on us, and smiled. ‘You wore her out?’ I put my fingers to my lips, and beckoned her closer. ‘Talked and cuddled, that’s all,’ I said softly when she was lying next to me. ‘I’m sorry about Miguel. That was the only time, and I didn’t do that with anyone else. I swear, John, it slipped my mind. It. SundayThere was a long, terrible silence.Minda was huddled in the corner, covering herself with a pillow, her head bowed and her hair hanging over her face. At least she had thought to do so. I’d just frozen where I was like an idiot, on my hands and knees with my ass sticking straight up into the air. And taking all this in, standing in the doorway completely still, was my mother, home more than a day early from her business trip and the only one in the room with any clothes on.She looked. ..this is exactly what you wanted isn't it?" My eyes lifted to his, grimacing, he was massaging my tonsils with his cock. Is this what I wanted? Not to just watch, but take her place; be the one kneeling to his side while someone looked on? His free hand moved to the back of my neck, the other still tugged and controlled the speed of my mouth. Faster and faster, then a real slow deep tap at the back of my throat. My fingers looked so tiny compared to the thickness of his cock, barely able. “You… you are a wood nymph, are you not?”“So astute, young water nymph. I am, indeed. You may call me Lady Viviane.”“Why did you attack us? Why have you brought us here?” Nimue asked.With a wild look in her eyes, Viviane crawled forward on all four limbs, inspecting the pair as a dog might.“I have brought you here because you are so very interesting… oh, yes,” Viviane cooed in a demented voice. “Precious few who have passed through my woods are as skilled in sorcery as are you. As for why.