He said he wanted to make sure he was clear on what I reported."Jack didn't like the direction this was going. "And why is this cause for alarm?" Well... first off, he never calls me to repeat my reports. He calls me if he needs me to do something specific. I call him to report. That's all. He never calls and asks me to repeat myself." You think maybe he's trying to catch you in a lie? Looking to see if your reports don't match up with each other?" Maybe. Or maybe he's heard something different. Mom jumped a bit at this, but we continued to kiss warmly.As the necking continued, getting more and more fervent, I wound up practically sitting on her lap. Our mouths were opened farther and farther. Finally I actually felt Mom’s tongue and was quick to respond. Soon our tongues were happily playing together, and the saliva was flowing freely. Our mouths and chins were getting very wet. I began feeling a bit too bold at this point, gradually working a hand closer and closer to Mom’s tit. I. Her mount, not realizing it's master was gone, vanished from sight almost immediately. She felt strong hands rush to grab her wrists, but she moved them fast, screaming out a magical command. Ice suddenly appeared on the ground, trapping the man's feet for he had also got off his mount. She heard his deep, inhuman voice curse. He tried to grab her arm, but was only able to catch her robe, tearing the thin fabric as she fled in desperation.She'd not gone a few feet before icy spikes exploded. When the contaction stopped, I felt the finger moving slowly deeper in my bum, moving in and out, very slowly. It was relaxing once my ass became adjusted to his finger, knowing Brian he was watching every stroke his finger made. I was in and out of sleep periodically, each time I woke up, the finger was still in my ass. I heard someone open the bedroom door, it was Candy, she asked Brian how I was doing. He told her the pain had gotten worse, that he was massaging my bottom like he told her to.