Her arms were about him,holding him tightly to her and while they kissed, heclimbed over her, brought the head of his prick to herpussy hole, eased it...into her and began fucking her.“Oh, you bad boy,” Ellie giggled between kisses. “Hereyou are, doing something very naughty to your motheragain.”“There’s no better way of starting off the day than byhaving my prick in my lovely mother’s cunt,” he toldher.“What if your father has forgotten his. ” and she was gone inside.John allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction.Then something struck him from his memory of the tour round the tribe. It had not impacted on him at the time, as it would have been so normal in his own time, but now it did alert him as unusual here. There was a field or two outside the tribe’s campsite; one field growing a crop of tall grain of some kind; and a waving field of obvious maize in the distance. The levelness of the camp’s location was actually a. We,d all drunk more than usual and in those times when Sarah was under the influence of alcohol her sometimes prudishness disappeared. In fact often she became very aggressive whichnturned me on no end. It was amazing to hear a woman who normally Didn,t like to hear the words “fuck, cock or cunt” could then use them after too many drinks of booze. The only other time she,d curse was if very turned on and having great sex! The three of us remaining had been flirting outrageously and I just. When I came, spurting deep inside her, she gave a deep, husky moan. For a while, neither of us spoke. Then she said, “I guess it was the way it was going to be. But I didn’t finish.” She raised a hand as I started to apologise. “No – not your fault. I wanted to save something. For later. You are going to take me out to dinner, aren’t you?” We slept in my bed that night. She offered everything, refused nothing. What was undeniably lust then turned quickly to love. Three months later we were.