I never see her because she spends all her time with the village men. The thing that the tale of our tribe doesn’t tell is how the Mother lays with ...he men. My mother, him, and myself are the only people who know the full truth of the Mother’s Magic. The only way to make the man fertile again is to give him the best orgasm he could possibly have. This means that his deepest, darkest fantasy must be reenacted to perfection, and he must orgasm to his full capability somewhere in or on the Mother.. I guess this would have turned off a lot of guys, but these features delighted me. They belonged to my Aunt Jenny and thus were completely erotic to my sensibilities. I gently rubbed and stroked her using both my hands and tongue, exploring the taste and textures of her smooth, soft skin. I made my may to her feet. Those sexy, painted toes that had captured my attention when I was nine, became the target of my attention. Instinctively I placed the middle three toes of her right foot into my. I felt Amy try to slip her tongue into my mouth so I let her in happily. Soon I was drying Amy off and she was leading me to her room. Amy laid on her bed and looked up at me with pleading eyes. I told her to relax and that it won’t hurt too much. Amy smiled and spread her legs as far as they would go. I gently rubbed her clit and sucked on her tiny tits, which made her gasp with pleasure. I could feel her pussy start to moisten, so I decided to try and slip a finger in. I told Amy to take a. Um, okay keep cool Aden, ‘yea Katie, I’m up, and just out of the shower, give me like 15 minutes to get dress, and I’ll knock on your door, okay?!’ I say loud to make sure she heard me. ‘Sure thing boss,’ she stops for a sec, ‘I just wanted to say….never mind talk to you in 15 or so minutes.’ ‘…okay?’ Confused for like the sixth time today, and I’ve only been up for 30 minutes. I get dressed, I throw on a simple polo and a pair of khakis, not really sure what today is going to bring. As I get.