It didn't taste all that good but it was hot and took some of the edge off how cold she was. Miranda looked around the cavern, it was bare except for ...n old battered table, a few cooking pots, a pile of furs that looked at lot like the wevril's fur, shuddering remembering those horrible things, she frowned hearing a terrible racking cough coming from behind a screen also made from the same furs. Miranda glanced at the little dragon that was just sitting watching her "one of your dragons sound. This isn't the real you! It can't be! You're my youngest son. We used to go fishing together, I took you to karate lessons---" His voice trailed off suddenly."Dad," I said softly, "I want to do that again. I'd love to go camping and fishing with you and Mom and my brothers like we used to do." I turned to my mother. "Mom, every mother wants a daughter, doesn't she? Well, now, you have one." No, no, Kevin, please, don't go there." She was shaking her head briskly now, looking right through me. ’ She smiled at me and said, ‘Show me the kitchen, let’s see what you’ve got. I’ll get started on dinner. You take your shower first.’ ‘What? You don’t trust my cooking?’ ‘Frankly, no,’ was her reply. Not a bad judgment call. I showed her the kitchen and the pantry and where all the pots and pans were. She found the pork tenderloin I’d thawed out for dinner. She poked around a little then said, ‘Go have your shower.’ I came back downstairs after my shower, dressed, as usual in sweatpants and a. After several more minutes I was sure Jessie was starting to cum. The guy moved his mouth off her nipples and sucked on the side of Jessie’s breast. It was over a minute before Jessie pushed his head away but she already had a purple hickey. Jessie seemed to scold him for giving her the hickey. He resumed sucking her breasts while fingering her pussy. I soon realized that he was sucking on her breasts so much now as flipping Jessie’s nipples with his tongue. It was a half hour before he finally.