I nodded my approval, but he wasn’t having any of it.He said, “Tell me you want me to Tom.”I looked him in the eyes and formed the words, “Yes...please Doctor Dickerson. I want you to cum deep in my ass.”He said, “No Tom, not your ass, your pussy. Tell me you want me to fuck you with my big black cock and cum deep inside your pussy Tom. If you do this for me I’ll let you slurp my cum out of my condom, okay?”I didn’t know if I wanted to do that, ick! I looked to Doctor Jackson who had filled a. The friction increased. A heady rush of pleasure rippled through me. “Oh, yes, I love you! You’re so sexy! Daddy! Daddy!”“So hot and tight,” he groaned. “So delicious. My sexy, little girl. Damn, you’re as tight as your mother.”I beamed at him.My little hips wiggled and humped against him. My clit throbbed as it rubbed into his thick bush. My legs squeezed around his waist. The pleasure built faster and faster. My eyes fluttered. My fingers scratched at his back as he hammered me. His balls. Recently translated text had referenced an object known only as Inanna's necklace, described as a magical totem of the goddess, but the doctor dismissed these stories as exaggeration. In reality, it was probably a religious totem, likely used in fertility rites. Finding it would be another notch in a belt full of notches for Dr. Anderson, and would be a remarkable breakthrough on understandings of sumerian culture.The team had located the temple, and had spent their first week documenting. That’s why when we eloped, I never went back to my village again. Neither did he ever go back to his. It was only recently when he was unwell that we had to return for some time.I moved my hand to his linga now and rubbed it a bit. I wondered and complemented myself for giving birth to such a massive organ. Once again, I felt my motherly affection gripping my soul and looking at my son’s linga and holding it was like an artist, when he gets recognised for his magnum opus. It was not very big.