.yes, yes..." she murmured.Even in my surprise I noted that my Mom's body wasn't bad, only a little sag in her breasts and "Mom fat" around her midsec...ion. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was splayed around her head on the bed and her tanned, angular features were contorted with desire for the penetrating fake penis.Her in-and-out motion picked up speed. "Oh oh oh! Yes! Now...yes!" she cried as she gripped the phallus harder, its humming suddenly changing to a repetitive louder pitch. "Oh god. Sport coat and tie is what most me wear. Pick you up at 7:30?” “Sounds good.” They arrived a little before 7:30. Lucy wore a spaghetti-strapped black dress which hugged her perfect body. I’ve always lusted for her, but Steve was my best friend, so there was no way I would ever act on my feelings. She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Steve followed with a bottle of wine. “I’ll get glasses,” I said. Steve looked me strangely as Lucy giggled. “This is for the party,” she said. “You ready?”. The Most Blessed Mother wanted a sister to undergo the training and be the head of a secret organization devoted to a skill set that was considered in Tarra as unsavory at best. At Calliope's request the Most Blessed Mother had beseeched their patron for assistance in the ability to move about secretly. She that has no name had provided amulets that would allow the wearer to plane shift. It was not without its hazards though. The plane had some fairly horrific denizens and anyone shifting there. Her legs stretched out straight, and went all the way up from the floor to her round buttocks. I felt the elephant stir once more as I gave her an appreciative whistle. She giggled, and, stepping out of the suit, bent down to pick it up. I could see her outer lips as she bent over. They were completely hairless, and darker than the rest of her skin. They were slightly puffy, making two rounded berms either side of a narrow valley, resting between the more rounded hills that were her ass.