Inside the dark room, the opening credits of the movie were starting to roll. Mark looked around for his sexy mother. There was one lady on about the ...hird row of the small theater. That wasn’t her. While this lady was cute, she didn’t have the sexy body and MILF attraction of his mom. Then he spotted her, up on the top row. Perfect. Mark ducked his head, hoping he wouldn’t be recognized. He made it to the top row without his mom calling his name. The anticipation of what was to come had. As the last of it dibbled out of my cock, I laid back down on her quivering body as she hugged me tightly with her arms and held me through her withdrawals.We laid there awhile resting and then I suggested that she get up and take a shower. She slowly got to her feet, grabbed her panties and the rest of her clothes and walked to the bathroom covering her nakedness from my view. I silently laughed at the thought of girls not wanting to be seen naked by the men that just made love to them but I. I turned my head, I could see his darkness glow in the faint moonlight. I quietly moved my hand to his dick, held it and pushed my ass on it. He moved his arm from his face and looked at me and then at my hand pushing his dick into my ass over my loincloth. I smiled at him. He smiled at me. I left his dick and turned my face away from him. I suddenly felt an electric current pass through my whole body. My brother was moving his hand on my hips and my thighs and squeezing them. I liked it. I. Sylvia broke out the wine and we all sat around toasting the new arrivals Branch and Fern, two of my goddess lovers from long ago. There was an awful lot of explaining to do. “And what about the zealots from the nunnery who were chasing me as I ran away down through the blackberry patch naked and barefoot? Where the heck did they go?” “Don’t worry about them,” said Father, still a priest I guessed. “They are on the wrong side of history. They will keep going until they run right off the edge of.