Many of his friends told him to date younger women, but Don didn't find them to be interesting or desirable, and often he had nothing in common with t...em. This vacation was his time to figure out what he wanted from life, and where he was going to go from here.The hut he rented was on a secluded beach with a private cove that could only be accessed by boat or other watercraft. He packed shorts, swimwear, t-shirts, and other items he figured he'd need. When he first arrived, the change of. .. For you, I begin to think. I did this for you. Iam a sweet plant you have nurtured. See. I am now ready to bear fruit.Feelings rush through me, and I hear my child cry out... gentlylovingly I take the child in my hands... I am a mother. It is sowonderful. But one child... seems so alone. Alone. Gods. How can I beso cruel? I must have others! And others! My child must never be alone!Do not worry my little one, mother will give you many brothers andsisters... my child...I am resting on the bed. Debra pulled her son to the floor, pushing him onto his back. He was naked, and his cock stuck up in hardness. She sat on his thighs and fondled him, twisting his bails as she stroked his prick. She rubbed her crotch on his flesh, the seam of her shorts cutting into her cunt, her cunt-lips along each side of the seam.She scooted upward, rubbing his cock against her thighs and along the puffy lips of her revealed cunt. Jerry watched her, breathing deeply. Debra’s eyes glowed hotly as she ran his. "Good," she whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. Once again she went at my belt and this time I let her unbuckle it. She pulled it completely off and stood up, instructing me to do the same. When I stood, she told me to turn around, and I did. Then she did something that really surprised me. She pinned my hands behind my back and wrapped the belt around them, holding them there. "Now sit back down," she said in that damn tone. I felt like her slave- a feeling completely foreign.