"A hex to keep me from orgasming...unless it is from stimulation from another. You can stimulate me, can't you Mommie?"
Batting her eyelashes at Abigail, Cho was glad to hear that she was hard to resist. It meant that Abby still loved her, desired her. Biting her lower lip as the fingers ground into her tight pussy, she couldn't help but rock her hips in sync with the fingers. A girlish giggle escaped her at her mother's reaction to being mostly divested of her clothes.
"I want...I want to do something extraordinary for you. Hold still Mother..." she urged.
Slipping off Abby's lap, she rose to her feet to stand pracriously on the bed. One foot on either side of Abby's legs, she lifted one and hooked it over the brunette's shoulder. Taking a deep breath, she scooted closer to Abby. When her pussy grazed the older witch's nose, she arched her back backwards till she was bent over and supporting herself on her hands. Head resting on Abby's lap, she lifted her other leg and hooked it over Abby's other shoulder. Displaying amazing flexibility, she began to curve her back even more as she scooted her head backwards up Abby's lap towards her. When she was done, her body was bent like a 'C', her legs dangling over Abby's back and her face pressing into the witch's crotch. Her own pussy was positioned perfectly for Abby to use her mouth and fingers if she so desired.