She laughed and said "Im just going to get changed wait here".I did as I was told and she came back in her bikini with two glasses and a bottle of win.... My eyes popped !! "Please stay and keep me company" she said. She sat on a sunbed and proffered me the other. I looked at her, her stunning figure in front of me and my young cock hardening rapidly. "Erm I don't know I should go". I'm sure my face blushed."Don't be silly Steve sit and lets chat relax ok" as she poured two glasses of wine."Here. Hauptstadt verloren. "Wasserstoffbombe" murmelte jemand verstört. 3 Tage Aschenregen. Tote liegen in der Straße. Hunger oder Krankheit. Wer weiß es schon.Unsere Hauptperson schließt sich mit ihrer Familie in einem tiefgelegenen Keller ein. Ihr Onkel der vor einigen Tagen an der mysteriösen Seuche starb, die den Rest der Familie aber merkwürdigerweise komplett verschont hat, war zum Glück ein Preppi. Vorräte für Monate. Wasserfässer. Medikamente.Einige Tage gab es noch einwenige Radioempfang,. ” She kept her voice low. “Your son is becoming a fine young man.”“Thank you, Mother. I owe it to you. You raised me better than anyone could have.” I whispered.“He’s outside. Isn’t he.” She whispered next to my ear.I nodded. We both knew our offspring wouldn’t have remained in bed, no matter how tired he was.Mother pick up the instrument. “Try to relax.”I tried. I really tried.When the hickory wand smote a red line across my backside, I cried out, “OOWWWW!!” My cheeks jiggled for several. I knew the terms from sex-ed class and my own research into books my parents wouldn’t have wanted me to read. But it was unlike any I had experienced up to that point. I felt it, I felt it strongly, and still, Julia didn’t stop.I knew why; I felt her own need against me, her movements were stronger, more forceful, but still in a way that seemed to make sense. She came with her mouth pressed against my neck stifling a cry that seemed to go completely through my body. It was a wonderful feeling.