You be good bond partner. I think on bond. Mate want go. Mate not hear me. Mate tired waiting. Go with Mate. Come, tomorrow. Bring friend and Bushbie....Sto want meet them. Sto think on bond.”As we were leaving, we met Tom. “Tom, Sto and I had a good conversation. He wants me to return tomorrow and bring a friend with me. We talked about him coming to live with me, but no decision was made. If he wants to go with me and I agree, how would that be arranged?”While talking with Sto, I had realized. Entering the house, I dropped my backpack at the door and headed towards the sunroom, where I was sure my mother had been, getting her work out on. I peeled off my clothes as I walked, leaving a trail of clothes in my wake. I was wearing nothing but a pair of socks by the time I appeared in the sunporch's doorway, my erection throbbing and dangerous. "V-Vinnie?" Mom stammered out, damn near tripping over herself on the treadmill. She managed to catch herself, and promptly stepped off.. Deeper than she had ever felt before. Thrusting his rod into her gripping pussy walls that seemed to suck at his cock. Her face was pushed down into a pillow and his strong hand gripped clumps of hair, jerking her head back, forcing her throat forward and mouth hung open with need and fulfillment, grunting with each jam of prick into cunt. Esme was so tired. This was not what she was used to. Never had anyone made love to her so much, so roughly, and so enthusiastically, using her as a fuck. Jake was really the only man to ever make me feel that special way until yesterday, you made everything click. You scared me. You scared me so bad I wanted to hide from you. When I woke up this morning, I heard your voice telling me we were going to be special friends for a long time. For whatever reason that comforted me, made me know you were the one to make me whole, more complete for whatever my future is. You just did it to me again. You brought me to my utopian feelings again and again.