There was now elm, oak, beech and sycamore on land that once sported their names. Nevertheless, there hadn't been enough time for the trees to grow es...ecially tall. Although the genetic modification that facilitated rapid growth and disease resistance made the landscape rather more densely forested than would otherwise have been the case, the trees could scarcely be described as towering. They seemed short even to Eden who despite his great wealth was not similarly blessed by great. I immediately felt a firmness slide between my cheeks. I breathed deeply, willing myself to relax, as he slipped the head of his cock into my asshole and begin gently inching his way up my bum. “Oh god!” I screamed. “Yes! Deeper!” I had never felt anything like it. His girth stretched and filled me, and I was dizzy with the pleasure and the pain of it. I knew I wouldn’t be able to take it for long, but I knew I wouldn’t have to. I felt his cock pulse within me, heard him give something. She knew just where to touch and stroke me to get the best results. I moaned so loudly she shushed me. But she clearly had much more experience than my cousin. She fingered, licked, and sucked until I was cuming like crazy. It was much better than with him. She immediately asked, “Did you cum?” I said, “Sure. Couldn’t you tell?” She said, “You didn’t have much cum.” I told her that cum flow had always been meager. After I calmed down, she slipped off her pjs and asked me to do her. I couldn’t. Marla was totally lost. Her whole world was narrowed in focus to her boy's body, her body and the waves of profound pleasure pulsating from wherever those bodies touched. She grabbed his head, pulled his lips to hers, and tried to lick and suck the saliva from his mouth. She ached to take into her self any of his body's fluids she could, as she began licking the sweat from face and neck. Nothing in David's experience or fantasy felt as good as his mother's body: breasts, tongue, nipples,.