. I sniffed Little Red Riding Hoods butt. I sniffed and sniffed and savored the sweet scent. It was sweet and somewhat musky. It filled my entire bein... with her heavenly scent and I sniffed her butt and then I sniffed her butt and then I sniffed her butt! I couldnt get enough. When twenty minutes was up, she told me I had proved myself as a wolf of integrity. I pulled my face from her little ass and sat back. She told me I could have a few more minutes if I wanted more. Drool dropped from my. "The problem is, Mom," I said, "none of them hold a candle to you."She blushed as she continued to prepare the stuffing. "That's sweet, Alex," she replied, then said nothing more.Not wanting to press my luck too much, we moved on to different areas of conversation, all the while I was thinking about walking over to her, crawling under her nightgown and smothering my face into her fat, juicy snatch - the place from where I exited to the outside world. Letting my imagination fill my cock with. Excitement, and nervous anticipation kept me glancing at the digital clock. When it displayed 3:35 PM, I started to become slightly concerned. Fortunately, 10 minutes later, I got a call from Sarah, saying they were getting in the car now, and how sorry she was for staying at the beach so late. I told her no worries, and asked if they had a good time. She replied, “That's why we're running so late, I got a little distracted.” The tone of her voice hinted at where this was going, and whatever it. Thank you so much for taking care of my Sam’ he said. ‘I wanted to move Sam somewhere safer, but he said he didn’t want to leave. There was something, he said, about you showing him how to build something special?’ ‘Yes’ I answered with weak knees but a surprisingly strong voice ‘but it’s a secret for someone’s birthday, and I’ve been told not to say anything about it’. That someone was of course Sam’s dad, and I guess he understood since he didn’t continue with his questions. He took my hand.