Amber Ashlee gets called into her boss's office

Your mommy is a witch, did you know that little boy? Probably not, because the world out there has probably convinced you there’s no such thing as magic, there’s no such things as witches or warlocks or dragons. And to be fair, dragons aren’t real, there actually is no such things as dragons. Also I’m not a witch in the fairytale way you humans like to talk about them. There’s no magic wand, no potions, no spells, none of that stuff. It’s just that my mind is way more powerful than the minds of you humans. You aren’t even my little boy, did you know that? Well off course you are mommy’s little boy now, there’s no denying that, but you probably don’t remember your life before you came here, do you? I guess you were a stock broker or a financial adviser or something fancy like that, single and single-minded, just focused on your money and career. I believe you were here for some important meeting, it’s not important anymore though. You went out for a walk. The hotel clerics should have warned you not to go out when the sun was setting. They know. The locals know about these hills, my hills. But you didn’t listen, you weren’t a good boy, office sex back then, you were babe disobedient and cocky. You went out for a walk, a breath of fresh air, you walked over my hills and then... boom, you didn’t lick know what happened suddenly you were inside my hill, remember that? You didn’t even realized you were inside the hill, even though the dirt on the walls and the roots hanging down from the ceiling should be a clear giveaway. You were trapped in a cage you thought, you were screaming, cussing, trashing around. You weren’t mommy’s little boy back then. You were a full grown blowjob man on a business trip that walked right into my White hills, lucky me. Lucky mommy. You know, full grown men don’t need to nurse with their mommy, I guess you forgot. She felt her father's cock swell in her mouth. "I'm in a lot of trouble. I wanted to join her in rapture. I offered Roger a menu that had no prices on it. Let’s do it,” he nodded sharply. I had the good grace to blush. All White that remained was the convulsions. Her declaration of a banquet of gratitude was a brazen departure from the typical bullshit command blowjob response to a crisis which was: when in doubt, run in circles, scream, and shout. I would miss babe her a lot. I wasn’t going to Megan’s place to chill office sex out and be happy. These could even be felt lick as their bodies vibrated with their emotions escaping. It could turn out better than planned. They assure me that they were just doing their jobs.