Yet John had always felt closer to his birth mom, even before he knew that she was. Rosemary - his other mom - was just as caring and loving as Doe, b...t John soon realised that he had other feelings that made him feel closer to his birth mom...But of course, she was a lesbian. Although John was naive, he did at least know that the reason his moms were living together was because they loved other women more than other men. She was never going to love him in any way other than as a son. Or so he. “Ok, whatever is at the other end of the stone’s connection is as bad as they come.” She said.She picked up her bags and got everything back in order to continue her march west. “If it is the thing from another world, then I have to get it to a temple and hope they can deal with it. And this Blood Queen, this is the second time I have heard that name now. If she is coming and the stone is her reason, I have to do my best to see she never gets it.” Setting her resolve to make this happen, she. He watched her as she moved toward him--she had not seen him yet--and his eyes bugged out from their sockets as he took in every inch of her soft white nakedness; he had never looked at a human in this way, nor even thought of it. A strange newfound warmth crept over him at the realization that his mistress's nakedness was no different from the sensual offerings of a female dog in heat! This beautiful woman, this human female, was burning up with that peculiar heat of unfulfilled lust!"Matt!. I let her lie on the bed and asked her put her legs on my shoulder. I spread her legs and kissed her love lips and she gave a small moan. I started to lick the holes and put a finger in her mouth and squeezing her melon with the other hand. Oh what a feeling.She was moaning aahhmmmm mmhhhaaaaaahhh “don’t stop, carry on more moreeeeeeee” aahahah aaaaaaahhhhhh mhhhhhh. And suddenly she shot her juice in my face. I drank all that juice. Then she took me to the wash room and asked me lie down.