As I was about to speak, Betty looked at me and held up her hand to stop me. "Let me finish. This is tough, but I have to get it out. Jeff, this might... surprise you. I've loved you from the moment you were born, but I fell in love with you when you were about14 years old". She got mystified looks from both Jeff and Sharon. "Jeff and Sharon please bear with me." "I know I loved Charlie and Tim, but not like Jeff; he does something to my insides that neither of them could ever do. Sharon, haven't. ?”“I used a mirror. I wanted something difficult and fiddly as a challenge. I’m not some pervert”I nearly said I wouldn’t mind if she was, but that could be taken the wrong way. I looked through others. She had drawn her eye, the dog, a foot, and a perfect replica of her breasts. And then there was this one of her (I assumed it was hers) nipple; all the little bumps and lumps around the centre. A man could, no, did, get a hardon looking at some of these. “No, you are an artist. Jeez! I’m not. Plus, I worried that she would end our sessions due to it, but nothing was said.The following week, she started by asking me how my masturbation attempts had been going. I was honest and replied that I had tried three times with no luck. Katie then asked if I ever thought being watched would help. Of course, I replied yes.To my surprise, she offered me the chance to go for it right there, despite knowing it was totally wrong in a professional sense. She just requested that I never tell anyone,. Lighting the candles, she takes a herb stick and lightly slathers it in the sexual fluids, letting it dry which was surprisingly fast in her opinion but then she remembered that sexual fluids dry quickly. She lights the herb stick and blows it out, placing the end in the bowl. Removing her clothes, Luna begins to chant in Latin for the first time. A small portal opens, about the size of an eraser on a pencil. She can feel her heartbeat in her pussy and the throb in her clit makes her slightly.