She held me there, and I could feel her tongue lick around the sensitive crown. My knees were weak. The feeling was intense. She looked up at me from ...her knees. Her eyes reflected pure lust. Her hand tightened on the root and kept me immobilized as she took me, inch by slow inch deeper into her mouth. I moaned as her lips met her hand, and more than two-thirds had disappeared into the warmth of her mouth. With equal deliberation, she pulled back until again she only had the head trapped inside. Aibhilin gazed back, delving into Carole’s psyche. She found a well of sadness there, but it was no longer the crippling cancer of repressed memory. She crept up and gently kissed the older girl – a kiss that was partly ‘little girl’, and partly ... young witch.Normally, Aibhilin would have insisted on making her own way downstairs, just as a matter of pride, but she made no objection to being cuddled as Carole carried her back to the kitchen.As Carole entered, still bearing traces of her. Cheri blushed a little and smiled. “Yeah.”“You look just like your mom did when I met her.” Hazel smiled and turned to me. “Morgan, Flower tells me you’re taking good care of her.”My eyes flicked to Flower. “I do my best.”“Good man. Want to try my new Porter?”“I’d love to!”Cheri nodded in enthusiastic agreement.Hazel went to the fridge and pulled out four large, unlabeled bottles while Cheri pulled four pint glasses from the cupboard.Flower took a pair of glasses from Cheri. “Let’s move out to. .or was she just trying to avoid escalating the situation? Either way, he didn't look like budging, and I certainly wasn't going to leave her alone with him in this agitated state. "Stuart, just...wait outside a minute, let me get dressed."Stuart's face showed his anguish. "Me, out? But you can get dressed in front of him?" Stuart!" she was more forceful now, "Just get out!" You fucking bitch," he said, dangerously calmly, "what the fuck makes you think I'm going anywhere without you? You and I.