It was not sticky other than her limbs tacky touch. She inched to the rope and began sliding down but was abruptly stopped by something tied to the ro...e. She reached down and grabbed it but was unable to pull it upward. She held tightly to the rope, and took a moment to evaluate where she was heading. ‘Shit, I wish I would just wake up in my bed.’ Lynn reached down again and pulled with all her might at what was under her. Her hand’s grasp pulled and it gave way. She pulled even more and it. One Saturday when he was at class and she was clean his room, she touched his computer mouse and the computer, which had been just asleep, sprang to life. It was on a porn site showing older white women. She’d rarely looked at porn but realized the implications of this. He was interested after all!Through all of this anticipation, she had never thought through the consequences and realized that she was still fertile, although it was unlikely that she would conceive at this age. It was not. Mother’s breasts are small which I find tremendously appealing in a woman and my cock is not large by any means. It’s in proportion to my body and, thank god, fully functional and easily aroused as it was now. If I was slow, gentle, and loving, I was sure that it would fit snugly into mother’s rectum. ‘I’ve got to dash to the bathroom,’ I suddenly announced. ‘Please come back as quick as you can, Sweetie,’ mother implored, ‘I need you to keep me warm.’ ‘Oh, I will, believe, mom,’ I answered.. "As Molly and Katie walked down the hill, Hannah waited for them to pass. She shivered as a contraction rippled down her spine. Pulling an aerosol canister from between her breasts, Hannah squeezed the trigger and took a deep whiff. She waited for the spasm in her uterus to stop and then continued behind them.Molly pointed her scanner at a pool of water beside some vines. Green melons like the ones they'd inserted the day before lay scattered around. "They're in there," she said, motioning to.