His erect cock sprang up, measuring an impressive thick nine inches. I could not wait any longer, so I guided him to my dripping pussy. We had reached...the point of no return.A single thrust, and his whole shaft was buried deep within me, causing me to gasp in pain as he breached the only barrier left between us. He paused, looking at me with concern."I promise I'm alright." I gasped. "Please..."Eric let himself pull almost all the way out, finding a slow, sensual rhythm. I was in ecstasy, all. "Rick, you have the nicest body I've ever seen, and I'm not saying that just because I'm your mom. You have a gorgeous body, you big hunk!" She slapped my ass to make her point, then handed me the lotion."Now me," she said, laying back down."You want me to put this on you?" I asked. Stupidly."Yes, Dummy, I don't want to burn my fine little butt either."I trembled a little as I squirted lotion onto my hands, then massaged it into her back. She sighed as I worked on her shoulders, then moved down. " Well then, I'd like to learn Atlantean. With your mother and the nursearound, I have the time."He looked at me curiously for a moment, then shrugged. "If that's whatyou want to do, then I don't see why not. I'll petition the counciltomorrow."The council had no objection. For several months, I struggled with theancient tongue. Like most modern languages, the writing was phonetic.The alphabet wasn't dissimilar in concept from ours, and consisted ofthirty separate consonants and vowels. There. Will I see you there?"asked Clinton."No just go," said Stacey."Alright I'll see you tonight then," said Clinton as he left the house.That night Clinton got home and found Stacey sitting on the couch innothing but jeans and T-shirt with messed up hair as if she never driedit after her shower watching the news on the television."You ok?" asked Clinton."What do you think?" said Stacey very bluntly."What's that suppose to mean?" asked Clinton."You stole my life what am I suppose to do?" asked.