" Terry said haltingly as his lovely mother led him by the shaft of his sperm-covered cock out into the slanting rays of the morning sun. "We can't do...this outside... can we?" Certainly we can, Terry! We can do anything anywhere! You don't mind fucking little Wendy on the beach, do you? I don't see why we can't fool around on our own private sun deck!" Sheila said in mock amazement, rubbing her thumb over the extremely sensitive head of her son's swollen dick, making him jump with. He had a shit-eating grin as he handed me a radiogram that came in through another route. Charles Robert Buckman weighed 7 lb. 14 oz. and was born at 0305 that morning. Mother and son were doing just fine. The final line read, ’Divorce cancelled. Justifiable homicide being planned.’ It took me another 48 hours with the MARS guys, the Military Auxiliary Radio System civilian auxiliaries, to get a call into her. I was grinning for two days!Two weeks later I got a heavy package mailed to me.. The first tube curved around Sara’s head, opening the four tentacles and closing them around her skull without waking her. The creature got in synch with the millions of electrical signals that traveled across the woman’s brain and it immediately learned everything about her body. The pinkish tentacle shifted to the right and slid between Sara’s legs. When it was close to her pussy, it gave the gentlest caress to the woman’s clitoris. Sara moaned softly and an image of Natalie popped in her. So i told her to check out a bouncer who was v smart and muscular. I saw him watching her dancing and told her to rotate so he can see a good view of her waist and deep navel. I took her to drink vodka.As she was scared because she dont want to loose her control. I asked her to drink and dance. She was enjoying exposure of her young body. As many girls were in hot dresses. We drunk and went on dance floor. She is an amazing dancer so her moves were awesome and her bouncing boobs were making me.