My face was subtly rearranging as I looked at it.Perhaps my nose looked smaller and my cheekbones were more prominent.Certainly my lips seemed fuller ...and my skin softer and clearer. Ilooked at my body. My bust seemed higher and there was a growing gap atthe waistband of my skirt. I gave her a big smile. "So the spellworks!" Yes, but have a look at your brother." He had stopped shivering, butover the next two hours a series of ripples rapidly ran over his body,so that his skin almost shimmered,. Emily never stopped looking deep in my eyes as I came, filling her mouth with jet after jet. Sucking hard she drew every drop from my balls until I had nothing left to give her. I was seeing stars and feeling lightheaded from cumming this hard. It was one of the best orgasms ever, and it was my s!ster who had caused it!Still looking at me, Emily let my wilting cock fall from her lips and swallowed my load. She giggled nervously as she got up and gave me another kiss, on my cheek this. .. it’s all a part of life.”“It is that ... she’s my age ... I, at least, have a job.”“She does.”“Does?”“Have a job. She’s my daughters nurse.”“She’s a nurse?”“Wet nurse.”“What the hell is a wet nurse?”“Portable milk factory,” said Myndee from the back seat. Abby was burrowed into a nipple and softly slurping away.“You had your baby?”“This is Abby ... David’s child,” she nodded at me. “I lost mine.” The sadness was there.“Abby? Any relation to Just Abby?”“Our daughter.” I continued, “Abby died. Trudy was in the kitchen and when she saw me get up, came over to thecage, unlocked the front door, attached the leash and led me outside. Ifound that it helped to sniff the bushes and I began to smell the odorsthat Marty left. I soon lifted my leg and sprayed a bush with my urine.I pawed the grass to clean myself, and was led back into the house.Trudy gave me another bowl this time with Cheerios and instead of milk,used orange juice. I found that I was prancing around like Marty didwhen.