Soon I was kissing her with enormous eagerness, tasting her womanly excretions with my tongue probing deeply into her. It was really wet and sticky. W...thout her telling me, I pushed a couple of fingers into her, exploring the depth of her slick vagina. Mom began to rock her pelvis against my face. I felt her lift her legs, draping them across my back and allowing their gently weight to press me onward to my lascivious slurping and probing. She began moaning and groaning. My Mom told me to stop. As the evening news started, he walked his hand up my neck, cupped the back of my head and gently guided me down to his shaft. Tugging his jeans out of the way as I teased his sack with my tongue, I gave a wet kiss or three underneath his scrotum, then two or three just above his sack at the base of his dick. My lips followed the vain up to the top and I circle his head with the tip of my tongue. When I got all the way around I moved up the part on the underside of his dick head, pursed my lips. Richard took a large gulp, as her prediction was frighteningly true. "Yes, I need a gift for my girlfriend. See, it's our one year anniversary and..." That's all Richard got out before she interrupted him."Ah yes! I have just the thing you need... just let me have a little look in my bag." With this she began to thumb through a large sack she was carrying at her side. This sack wasn't there a moment ago. Where had she gotten this sack? "Aha! Here they are." Pulled from the sack were a pretty. Just one more hide should be enough to stitch a small bag together with his bone needle and braided leaf fiber.There were failures as well. Blackwood branches proved too stiff and brittle for a proper bow. The latest attempt was glowing embers in his fire pit.Like the rat, Logan paused every few minutes to listen for danger. It was never far away in this place, and the line between predator and prey was always shifting. He cooked rats and ate. He sipped nectar from plant stalks gathered after.