Did I really fucking care at this point ? It was becoming even more clear to me that Mama LoLo didn’t care about me or her daughter-Catherine. I was...’t thinking about the consequences of my actions with Mama LoLo, but only the lust and unlimited pleasure I could gain from our sex-filled trysts together filled my mind at the moment. Then all of a sudden I was snapped back into present reality, when my iPhone rang loudly. My caller id read from Catherine. I hesitated to leave the musty aroma of. I have always treated them as friends and they have befriended me too. As a result, while I wouldn’t say I was a great connoisseur of women, I think I have gained a fair bit of knowledge. One of the aspects of sex that I have become fascinated with is the feeling of my cock inside a lover’s pussy, and how this varies. Some are tighter than others and that increases all sensations, some are shorter in depth and grip differently as a result, some more velvety in feel and some rougher, some have. I don't think Rita noticed, but she did giggle a couple of times.At ten to five, Mom came out dressed in a knee-length flowing paisley-print skirt and a white off-the-shoulder ruffly peasant blouse withlace on the cuffs. Her hair was done up in a cute pony-tail, and hermake-up was tasteful, with just a hint of sexy. Her lobes were adornedwith large gold hoops, and around her neck was a thin necklace. Aroundher wrists were thin, gold bangles. On her feet were three-inch wedge-heel sandals. It was like they were content to remain a fixture in the sky, not bothered with the population of the planet. How I wished that was true!“So, still nothing, huh?”, Samuel asked, all the while pounding away at the punching bag.“Nope. You’d think that they had come for sightseeing rather than war!”Samuel snorted at that. “True. What do you think is inside of those spaceships anyway? Armies of the dead? Maybe some device of mass destruction?”I grew contemplative at that, having found myself.