Your nails still latch onto my shoulders, scratching and claiming,as I claw at your chest ferociously from behind me. Now we're on equal footing.I can...t see my hands as they scratch you behind my back and you can't seeyour hands through the blindfold as they claw at my skin. But, G-d, we canfeel it. Our nails dig into oneanother's flesh and it seems like neither of us intends on stopping. We'rebreathless, panting, and moaning hard as our skin burns from each other'sslashing claws. But, still. "Do you know how long I have had to wait?" he was still yelling. "Get on your knees and crawl over here right now before I double your punishment." James was very scared about now, so he quickly dropped to his knees, and began to crawl to his new dad. Why did he have to crawl? Questions began to flood James' mind. "Zzzzzzzip" The questioned were horribly answered. His Dad was unzipping his pants, and letting them drop to the floor. What emerged was the biggest cock he could imagine seeing. The. .. four hundred days. Nineteen times four hundred, minus nineteen times about forty, divide that by about three hundred and sixty five...”Zhari waited patiently, curious as to what he was trying to calculate.“Yeah, I figure you’re about twenty, going on twenty one in Earth years. I’m four or five years your senior.”“Is that important?” She asked, stepping around a startled technician whose eyes had been glued to a tablet computer. He hadn’t seen her coming, and he looked up at the towering. Mom noticed the movement of my dick and said, “I’d like to hear you talk dirty to me some more Rasheed.”I blushed again, still not so comfortable with being so openly crude.“Go on,” added dad, “It’s all part of the fun.” He looked over at mom and said “Sheeza, you’ll have to direct him a bit.”Mom looked at me, and still with her fingers pumping her twat, she said “Rasheed, tell me how much you like my ass and pussy? Tell me how long you’ve wanted to play with it, and now that you are allowed.