Not worried about anything, are you?"Lauralee put one hand lightly upon her son's bare thigh. "Darling, you don't know exactly where your father is, d... you?He glanced away. "Yeah, I do. I--I've been keeping in touch with him. Dad is still in town, and before you ask--he hasn't married again."She stroked his thigh, her fingertips barely touching the marvelous softness of his pubic hair, so brown and curly. "How'd you know I was going to ask you that?"Robbie turned slightly toward her. "I guess. Eldrian shrugged. ‘My father died before I came here. Some kind of disease.’ ‘At least you’re not sad anymore, ah?’ He ripped up a slat. ‘Mother was different. She used to mix things together. Alchemy and such, but different. One day she mixed something wrong and our house exploded while father and I were outside in the garden.’ ‘Wow… How old were you?’ The shard of metal lay limp in Yoled’s fingers as he listened to the story. ‘Two. I don’t remember it or her. I think… there’s this big. She stopped and looked me over, and I could see her concentrating on my groin. My penis had hardened at the initial sight of her nudity, and under her gaze it rose into full erection. I saw her eyebrows lift as she watched it."Congratulations on having good genes. Your girlfriend must be very happy, indeed." She raised her eyes to meet mine, and smiled crookedly. "I assume you know how to use that thing properly?"I wasn't quite sure how to answer her, and just stood there feeling a little. I wanted Pierre to do the same to me. It took all my remaining strength to get up and bend over the table like Jessie. I positioned myself so I could watch Cal ravage the tight pussy four feet in front of me. Just then I felt Pierre with his massive still dripping tool pressing and sliding up and down my hot slippery slit. I gripped the far side of the table as Pierre used his thick tool to stretch my juicy cunt. He had to push and with draw several times before he could penetrate me deep..