"Men never clean their toilets." Those are real words to live by, Mom. I'll treasure them," I chuckled.She giggled, her soft, slender boobs brushing a...ainst my chest. I was still holding her a little too tight, maybe because I was more nervous about leaving home than I'd realized. Besides, Mom was pleasant to hold, all blonde softness and silken sweetness. A musk undertone in her perfume tickled my nostrils like an illegal aphrodisiac."Can't give you any others," she said. "Cleaning and fucking. ." Sally whispered, and sat down right there on the floor. She stared up at Zoe for a moment, then seemed to zone out, mumbling to herself softly enough that the other couldn't hear her.James couldn't help himself, and he send a probe deep enough to hear what she was thinking.' ... but it can't be, but it has to be, right? You saw it, or heard it, or something. But how? Aliens! NO, stupid girl, not aliens, don't go hysterical. Telepathy, but is there more? Telekinesis? Clairvoyance?' Sally. I listened outside the door as my mom's moans filled my ears and my cock grew in my panties. Steve's grunts and groans let me know he was filling her pussy up with his cum and I quickly stroked my cock through my panties, unleashing my own load inside. Once I was done I went into my room and shut the door. About five minutes later I heard mom and Steve coming down the hall and into the living room. Mom and Steve talked for a few minutes and Steve left. The next night mom and Steve go out to. Then, the brute-man turned away, the others with him, to climb onto the restless horses while his golden female's companion stood unmoving... !Intuitively, Caesar was aware that he had been right! What he and the grey-one had done to she, of the sheep, had brought this about. But he had no concern for the welfare of his pack this night; he had concealed them well and left them with ample food. They would lie well-hidden from the cruel marauding of the brute-men and his wild-pack... !A cracking.