Me: I’m not a boy.Woman: Again, thank you for the drink.I went back to Eve.Eve: How could you fail like that?Me: I did my best!Eve: Oh God! Dude, sh... told you she wants a man, not a boy. And what did you do? You tucked your tail between your legs and left.Me: What was I supposed to do? Wack her over the head with a club and drag her by her hair to my cave?Eve: Go there, and tell her that you want her now, to get up and take you to her room. That’s what she wants to hear, a man!Me: That’s never. I ... er ... I don't know. I have not spoken to Mendeleyev for ... er ... a while. I have been thinking about Alana and Vitaly and little Dmitry. I think she is "writing up" or something, so there is a comprehensive account of what she has done ... er..."Anatoly yawns, turns over and attempts to re-establish his connection with the unconscious."Tolya! Are you listening?" No, not really." I think we should give Vyera something back. We have taken a lot. It's time to give back." Huh? OK ... erm. Well lets go for a drive and see if we can find another spot she said , squeezing my cock thru my jeans. I responded by squeezing her breast, which made her giggle. The brandy was working!! After a short way we were in a country lane approaching a village, in front was a blond boy on a rather rusty old bike. As we passed by Sally said" oooh bet hes got a springer!"I should explain that Sally has fantasies about young men, and often when we are fucking I talk dirty to her about her being fucked. Mom smiled when she saw me standing on the bed, my pens resting on my small balls. "Just stay there for a moment." mom said. I looked at her puzzled. I really wanted to feed. Mom looked at me as she lay back on bed, with her feet still up in the air. Then she smiled. "You know, you have the most beautiful body." she said. "Mom?" I didn't understand. "You have such clear skin, Your face and hair are just like mine. You have the most adorable little penis and balls and your hips! Oh my God!.