My mom smelled the pantie that she was holding and said, “I know you use to sneak into my room and steal my panties daily. Did you really think that...I won’t notice your cum on my pantie?” she smacked her lips “Or should I say, my own son’s sperm?”I gotta admit, her expressions gave me an instant boner. It wasn’t exactly shocking to hear my mom say the word ‘cum’. I had always imagined her as an open-typed woman. But I was also nervous, I had never been nervous and horny before in my whole life,. The sounds of the forest go quiet and the breeze stills until the only sounds are the furious crackling flames of the intense fire and my own desperate voice."I give to thee, my Mistress, my Mother, my mind for thee to control, my flesh for thee to use, my heart for thee to have and my soul for thee to consume." I cry out in a language I have never heard before, but somehow understand as the flames continue to spew high into the cool night air.I can no longer stop myself calling out to the. You shrug and look forward to the whirlpool tank. You have some of the usual minor bruises and aches, but nothing major. Your shoulder is a little sore, but that's mostly from the couple of times it's been broken, nothing new.Willie looks behind you, focused on something, as he says "What the F..?" about the same time you hear a small engine prop. You duck down low before spinning around, just in case, but see a small Cessna scudding down the runway. As it goes past, you see a bloom of red hair. I oddly remember catching the faint vanilla scent of my hair and skin. I felt him bite firmly on the muscle on my neck under my ear. This sent me reeling! With a high pitched sighing sound that erupted from deep within, my thighs squeezed around his waist, willing him to press into me. I melted and he knew from there that I was utterly lost. Lying against the back of the sofa trying to catch my breath, the room was cold and I began to shiver. As soon as I retrieved my wits about me I realized.