Despite the glaring looks that she shot at him, her eyes had to be the deepest shade of blue that he had ever seen. They were like the Thassa Sea … ...ark and stormy but so full of life and in spite of himself, he smiled. He would enjoy seeing her in his collar, chained to his sleeping furs, her belly beneath his axe. He could see the flare of first shock as she recognized him from the crowds and then anger and he was silently pleased to see that her spirit had not been broken. She would need it.. We were both building and making less noise as we were concentrating as she started to make more noise i knew that she was going to cum at this point i couldn't hold back anymore, i open my mouth and was frantically trying to help her shoot on me, it started with a clenching of her ass and Then she took over from my hand she started to cum and it felt so good on my cock i was right there with her. She held her dixk for some rime before letting the the first spirt rocket into my face, half in my. She had taken it in one gulp, then asked for and downed another.We had talked some, then had a couple more drinks. I had held her and she had held me. We had fallen asleep that way.I woke in the middle of the night with my arms still around my mom, only she had rolled over and I found my hands cupping her large breasts. I was eighteen, a senior in high school, and had never held a girl’s breast, much less my mom’s.Her large breasts were soft and pliable through her nightgown, and I could feel. She turnedthen and made off in a new direction; but it was no use. It was as if she hadentered an entirely new forest. For the better part of an hour, she ran now in one direction, then another.Where could she be? She was getting tired, so she slowed to a brisk walk. Shewent around a cluster of old oak trees, then gasped in horror. In front ofher was a scattering of saplings. These had been used as the framework fora vast, disordered tangle of dirty white webbing. Somehow, she'd come to.