Deep inside this ancient tree lies sleeping primordial spirits and jungle magic from before dawn of civilization, waiting for the day they will awaken... Carved on game board’s surface there are paths, all leading to the smooth dark jade stone in center of board, the "Heart of Jumanji", the end goal of the game. Some people say the game is crude map that shows were the Golden City of El-Dorado lays. And if more than four players the play field will change to make room for them.The dices are also. I politely declined, while hiding the growing bulge in my pants from knowing things were about to get good. As they pulled away, I went to the fridge and poured myself a glass of the jug wine that my mom drank.I had no sooner put the wine bottle up, when there was a knock. I’m guessing Jason had been hiding in the bushes just waiting for my folks to leave. After coming in he asked if he too could get some wine and I said of course, knowing being a little drunk was going to help both of us be. She fucking had me. I laughed and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her to sit in my lap. She finished her story, her tits coming to rest on my thick forearms. Again I bounced her up and down on my knee, which made her giggle. I could feel her boobs on my arms moving up and down and I could see a blurry outline of us in the TV. She looked so hot, cuddled up in my lap. I started kissing her neck and rubbing her thighs. She moaned. I ran my hands through her hair, squeezed her huge tits, played. After she had the front ofher head covered with rollers, she asked me if I could roll up the back forher.I said I would try. The first roller seemed to take almost forever. It keptslipping and twisting. The hair kept rolling off the end."Take your time dear, you'll get the knack"I'd never seen Mom so patient before.I finally got that one roller wound down to Mom's scalp. Mom had a clip readyfor me. Mom's clips weren't chrome like Mrs. Thomas'. Mom's were like a bobbipin, only much bigger. I.