. !And with that, the massive German Shepherd sensed his mission there was done. The brute-man was dead! Yet... yet... with the golden-haired-one, he ...ould not rid himself of the warm feelings she had brought him, and as several more males leaped down into the pit for their turn at her subserviently kneeling body, he growled his command to cease! It was done... time to bring their punishment to an end with one final unification!He saw then that the fiery-eyed one had pitched forward into. Of course, his parents were on job and nobody else was at home. John was stroking his cock up and down, fast. Mel stood at the door but John continued masturbating oblivious to all and everything else happening in the world. Mel could see, John had shaved his pubic hair and now his cock and balls were fully exposed looking so pretty, thick and heavy. His cum filled balls were moving like the church bells with ach move of his hand on the shaft. Mel slowly walked up to the bed and now he could. "She grinned back. "Now you're here and I find myself enjoying the company." My pleasure. What's next on the agenda?" he asked, rising and gathering their dishes. She walked with him to the sink and together they washed, dried and put away the plates, cups, and utensils"Many, many things," she said and looped her arm through his.She looked up at him and promised not to run him into the ground his first day. He grinned, but felt something stirring inside as she walked beside him. When they. It just felt good to have someone close – skin to skin – in the night.For a long time as we grew up, our physical intimacy was minimal, but as we grew, we enjoyed touching, caressing, hugging. Kissing, too. Our moms knew this and we talked a lot about what that meant and implied.Not that we didn’t sometimes disagree. We did. And the Moms taught us to work things out.You see, our Moms almost never close their doors. Well, they almost never conceal their loving intimacy. They hug, skin to skin,.