I grabbed her hand, kissed it and gave it what I hoped was a reassuring squeeze before she disappeared.Once we were alone, Mom continued, "Okay, what ...ren't you saying. There is more isn't there?"I thought carefully before answering, "I'm trying to defuse a situation. A while back I 'bridged' Angela and she made it clear just how deeply indebted to me she felt and exactly how she wanted to express her appreciation. I didn't want to take the chance of doing any damage in her dream so I let it. I was utterly sensitive and wanted him to stop but thankfully before I said a word; the feeling of being overly sensitive in my cock reduced and it was getting hard again. The teen boy was looking up in my eyes; I think looking for a praise to do a nice job and then he suddenly got up and before I realized his thought process, he was holding the water pipe of the commode and bent; offering me his well-rounded beautiful hairless white ass for fucking.I saw his hands reaching backwards to stretch. " I looked down at my shirt and panties, both were soaked in sweat, but my panties were drenched, and I immediately knew what smell he was talking about. Embarrassed I stammered on."I'm sorry sweetheart, I know mommy is stinky down there. I will try not to smell so much, baby, I'm sorry." He looked at me with confusion on his face."No Mom, I said I like it. I like the smell. I wish I could smell it all the time. I wish I could smell it closer." I couldn't believe my ears, he wants to smell it. After having woken Mark and having sent him off with his little sack (the two would have breakfast en route because they would have a good sixty miles to cover), the women took a moment to relax before Venera would arrive."So, are you anxious to see your new school room?" asked Meredith as the two enjoyed some green tea."Yeah, it might be a lot of work to get it up and running, but I think that in the end, it will be better for the kids." I know you're right. It will give them some normalcy,".