He took my hand. His hands were so rough. He held tight and letting go of my other leg he put his other arm out and helping him he wrapped around my w...ist.I let go and he held my whole body with a single arm so easily. He then wrapped both arms around my waist and lowered me gently. All the while he kept his eyes locked onto mine. I was mesmerised by his strength and his concern. He squeezed me tight and inched his mouth towards mine. I let my head drop a little and my lips met his. His musty. “So, you like this, Travis? You like having your cock right in between your mom's boobs?” I asked.“Yes I do,” Travis replied.I wanted to kiss him again. So, I got up on the bed with him, and we kissed numerous times. We kissed all over each other, and I do mean all over each other. I kissed him on his chest and worked my way down to his feet. I actually kissed his feet and it was still kinky. After that I began working my up his body. As I got to his lips, we made out for about five minutes. “Ok Mr. Whatever, how long will you be here?”*Sigh... “No clue. No clue.”At my response her attitude changed, no idea why. “Do you need anything?” Her gentle question instead of the harsh tone, unsettled me.“Nah, I will be fine by myself.” I replied halfheartedly. At my response, she nodded and did a quick chant before she slowly levitated back across the river. ... On second thought, maybe there was something they could do for me. I dove into the river and swam hard diagonally to keep my. The weeks went by and I got the garden under control and did the annexe up. Life was great!I got on so well with Aunty Barbara that she told me one day to just call her Barbara. She used to cook meals for me and I used to spend a couple of nights a week in the house with her. We would watch television, chat etc and we got quite close.One weekend she was working nights (she was a nurse) so I decided to invite a few mates around for a few beers. Unfortunately word went around that I was having a.