Without really thinking about it, she repeatedly clenched and unclenched her ass cheeks.The strange thing was that she felt a tingle all over her pelv...ic area, almost like it had gone to sleep and was reviving. Somehow her body was reacting in a powerful way just to the thought of her son looking at her bare flesh there.Of course Alan was ogling his mother's ass; he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Not only was his penis erect, it was almost truly threatening to rip his shorts open!. The Shield took the full amount of energy, absorbing it, which it returned to the man.The Mother Goddess and all the Gods have Blessed me! I live! I thought to myself not letting my fear show."Begone Thee All! Spawn of Whores! Wenches, Begone I say, thee will suffer my wraith! The Myrddin speaks! Thy deaths mean naught!" Merlin's voice said rattling the very thick air and my being as a whole."You, the unspeakable one, who have defied the Mother Goddess, all the Gods and her Hidden Children. You. Her powerful fingers gripping the back of Tracy’s head, planting Tracy’s face firmly against her muff.Kellie made a sound. At first, Tracy thought she was coughing, or maybe sneezing. A sharp exhale. This turned into a high pitched squeal that lasted only a couple seconds. Those long thighs shook. Her knees buckled. Then, a long slow sigh.“Dear God, you’re good at that,” Kellie panted.Tracy grinned sheepishly, and blushed. For some reason, it embarrassed her to be told that she was really good. One afternoon she conference-called a fellow named Christopher Balvin, who laid out what he was thinking. He was thinking of alternating chapters, basing the book on biographies of Tolley and me. She was only a few years older than I was, so that wasn’t impossible. The idea was to write the story as the intersection of two separate lives, and the events that made us who we are and what made that eventual meeting as spectacular as it was. I would need to provide information on the rest of Bravo.