Did you get to taste his cum yet? No? How does he like your pussy?" she asks me. "He loves my pussy. I shaved it as well, have a look," I say. I showe... my mother my wet and cum-filled pussy. She then asks me, "Are you on birth-control?" I shake my head. "Sorry, mom," I apologize. My mother looks at me and smiles. She then said to me, "I'm sure you don't want to get pregnant soon. I mean, you still have to finish your college education and have your career set, baby. I'll get you on the pill. I said, “Okay. First lesson is to wear shoes or at least socks. Nasty things can find feet and be very painful.” She blushed. “If your shoes are still too wet, let’s get you in a pair of socks.” She smiled. “Follow me.”We went into my bedroom and I pulled an older pair of athletic socks from a drawer and handed them to her. She sat on a chair in the room and pulled them on. They were “tube” socks so worked though she had smaller feet than I did.“Sam, this is a pleasant room. It’s. “One who makes sure my coffee is ready when I arrive at work, who fetches me lunch and is generally doing her best to make my job easier.” “You want a slave?” “Now, there’s quite a difference still between a dedicated co-worker and a slave. Let me offer you a deal.” She waved her hand, and when I looked in the direction she gestured at, the protests already on the tip of my tongue died. “Tracy!” My lips formed her name without conscious thought. There she was, wearing black and grey patterned. It didn’t take us long to cover the next three miles, and there we found a huge lake. The original people of Miami called it “Big Lake” according to AI. Well, we would leave the name at that for now, but we did note that the previous occupants had not been very imaginative when it came to naming places and things.As we got closer, we spotted a number of the same kind of carnivores that we had seen back when we passed the long necks. The interesting thing was that they also saw us. I got.