Mom : it’s no more your room or my room beta , it’s our bedroom . So let’s move to our bedroom.I left my mom in my hand and said lets go togethe... mom. I took her to our bedroom (earlier mom room) It was also well decorated.On the side table my brand of cigarette and beer was kept. I was shocked to see I said Mom how did you know that I Smoke.Mom said Beta I know it. You can make fool to others not me.I kissed her forehead once more and said you are truly great mom.I lay mom on bed and turned on. “Take one of my men who knows the way,” the Donnakian Captain insisted.“Do you have a man who is an experienced hunter and knows how to stalk game?” I asked.“Find Acabo and tell him to dress for hunting Kahjohngis,” the officer told yet another junior officer while smirking.I hurried back to my tent and put on my chain mail. Glued inside the chain mail was a three-finger thick layer of the spongy sapwood from an Orangewood tree. The sapwood would absorb much of the impact from an arrow or. .it felt good.My pussy was pulsating as her fingers went in and out, at first slowly but now more and more quickly, sending my body to places I'd never been to before. Her other hand was casually caressing my tight little bum and then she moved it round, closer to my tight virginal arsehole. The pleasures in my pussy were so intense that I felt no resistance, no pain as she slowly slipped her moist finger into my bum. OMG..I'd never felt that before - both my holes being pleasured by a sexy. "The game starts at 1pm. You bring the beer and tequila. I'll provide the pot and the food." She stated. "Ok. Sounds like a plan." I smiled. Felecia didn't. She just turned around and walked away. I thought about stopping her to clear the air about our fight, but decided not to. Maybe it was best not to rock the boat. I was relieved nonetheless. It seemed like I was getting my best friend back. Felecia was a huge New Orleans Saints fan and, of course, I'm a big Atlanta Falcons fan. So, Sunday.