She was wearing only her bra and her panties because that is what we left on her when we had undressed her in her semi-conscious state of mind after t...e party.I remembered her panties looked a little damp in the crotch and I wondered if she had been fooling around with one of the guys at the party. Of course, even if she was guilty, her husband had no room for complaint because his cock was buried to the base right up my vagina slit in a doggie style way that I loved the best of all.I saw her. I also said, “You have met Teague, who is about the oldest member of my tribe. He is someone I turn to for wisdom. I hope to be able to turn to you for wisdom as well.”Teague gave me a funny look and then shrugged his shoulders and said, “I think Bob is the one to turn to for wisdom, he is much wiser than me, but he is kind to us old men Grunto.” Both men laughed and looked at me and laughed some more.I could see a bond forming between those two men. I was glad. I just hoped that Valkorla was. ?Dismay is the only word I could use to describe the look on his face. But it was brief, and he corrected himself, put himself right back into the game, not willing to be manipulated. But I had seen a glimpse of it, and I knew it was there.I remained leaning down close to him, my lips close to his mouth, my hand under my skirt, masturbating as I whispered what I knew his tongue felt like. It was clearly a bit awkward to stand in such a position and bring myself close to orgasm, but I was turned. I will once I open it up wide.”I grabbed her hair and said, “Crawl up the stairs with me. Time to show you what a real man can do to a horny slut.”“Your making momma your bitch, are you?” She said, feeling insultedI drag mom up the stairs and into the bedroom. I ask her to go to bed and stick her ass up. Like a good whore she crawls up the bed and bends down, lowering her back and lifting her soft mature ass. I paused for a second to think about what am I doing.I had all sorts of thoughts going.