The uniqueness of her voice was a slight speech impediment, and the animated use of her hands while she spoke had me to believe that she was deaf. I ...ad to think quit without making myself look like an idiot. I thought about trying to use my hands to communicate, but then realized that was a bad idea considering I didn’t know a lick of sign language. Then, without further hesitation, I reached into my messenger bag and pulled out one of my school tablets and a pen. I quickly wrote on a piece. ”The kids spun around and Rona started firing questions at her. “Aunt Sygraid went through? Where did she go? What happened?”Veronyka shrugged helplessly. “I’m not sure. She and John can’t talk about it, like the Challenges I think. But she did get to go...”She trailed off. What else was there to say?“And your own children?” Runa asked. “How are they?”Veronyka stared in surprise. “What... ? How do you know?”Runa nodded to herself. “Ah, you have not seen him? Her? Very much. A mother recognizes. At last, I slide the briefs down, slowly dragging across his long shaft. Just when I think the shaft will never end, the fat bulbous mushroom head finally pops out. His beautiful cock majestically springs to life and swings upwards before bobbing in place. It’s even better in person than the photos. Thicker than I thought. Fully erect. Completely shaved. Low-hung balls that look HEAVY with cum.I’ve been waiting so long to do this. I don’t even know where to begin. I start by giving his swollen. At least that was how I reasoned it out in my head right then, even as I heard footsteps and felt a pair of soft, feminine arms wrap around my waist. A nose clearly leaned into the back of my neck and inhaled my scent, while tender hands caressed my butt and spread my cheeks to wash my crack. I didn’t know if it was Mom or Jill, but either way, the company was more than welcome by this point. For all of her flaws, including the low-key racism that she had trouble expelling, Mom was sweet as.