“Did you shave as I recommended?”“Yes.” She squirmed a little, reached down, and rubbed at her ankle under the hem of the robe. “I mean, I k...ow ‘shaved’ is in-fashion these days,” she said, air quoting ‘shaved’ with the same mannerism as her son, “but it looks a little strange on me. I’m old and—”“Do not be ridiculous. I sired you at a ripe age, Samantha. Men everywhere will refer to you ... as a ... milf, dare I use such a ridiculous term. A woman such as yourself, dressed in clothes obviously. It was testament to Mameka Bey'tan's erotic skills that the relief of his escape was almost overshadowed by the regret at not getting to spurt his seed into the warm clutch of her vagina, even though he knew that release would damn him eternally.Phil barely had a chance to let his jangling nerves settle before Verdé gathered him up in her arms. Her wings wrapped around them like a burial shroud. She planted a series of frantic kisses across Phil's face and the passion of her attentions caught. I trembled in agony as my anal sphincter tube stretched to accept the invading tube of man meat. I grunted and groaned as Bruce pressed steadily forwarded parting my anal flower as his huge glans sought it's nestling place. Instinctively I reached back only to have Bruce seize my wrist telling me ' ... it's almost in now, just a little bit more ...' And just then his huge penile glans popped thru and my anal sphincter tube snapped tight around the neck of his penile shaft just beyond his penile. He never penetrated me but I didn't mind. I probably even encouraged him to a small degree because I would poke my butt out just a tiny bit to let him know the small thrust was welcomed by me.I slept hard. I think we both did. During my long sleep, I was awoken to Jerry dry humping me. It was an extremely slow movement. I felt the movement of his warm meat being firmly pressed against me in a very slow repetitive pumping motion. I remained in place but moved my head to the side to see if Jerry.