“All yours Drew. Up for some coffee?”“I’m up for some light. I’m lost in your home.”“How can you be lost here. I’m here with you.”�...Lights please.”Where have I heard that before? Oh yes Charlie Brown Christmas.Soft glow of light comes from kitchen. Well I can find my way now.Bathroom, then something to cover me. I did not bring a robe.Shorts and a shirt. Hope she is dressed or I will feel like an ass.Walk into kitchen. COFFEE!!! Is it better than Amelia??Something to ponder another day.Oh good. You don't know why you bother coming to these, and half the time you aren't even sure why you're friends with these people. After a drink or two, all they do is tease you. You're the virgin, you never get nailed, you never cut loose, hell - you probably don't even like boys! Maybe you're a lesbian. You don't let it bother you though. You pride yourself on not being the friend with the likelihood of a fungus growing out of your vagina. And at least they are still paying attention to you, so they. I ... I like the scent of your body ... still in them."Trembling like a leaf, she grasped me in a big hug,."And ... you think of me ... of me, Charley?" I think of you ... and ... and ... and smell your pussy, Mom." I whispered this hoarsely in her ear, then slipped my tongue along her earlobe and sucked it into my mouth. She trembled and clutched me to her body. I suddenly found myself trembling with the excitement of the words."Thank you. I love that. I love the thought of that. Is that. I pushed back against him, wanting and needing that knot inside me. “Push, b**st. Give it to me. Stretch my cunt open to give me that wonderful knot. Oooohhh, b**st, yesssss, make me yours, again. Dominate my body, tie me to you in the most base way, giving me your cum. Please, b**st, give me … ooooh … yes!!”, I screamed the ending. The knot slammed into my cunt. A steady, unrelenting determination of pressure and final thrust and it was deep inside. He stopped, breathing, me gasping. My toes.