" Again, I let my voice fade to a whisper as I caught her chin, turned her face back to me, and bent my neck to kiss her, gentle and slow, with my lip... and heart alone. Chaste, perhaps, but obviously the kiss of a would-be lover, not the perfunctory, forced peck of a son."Mom," I husked, throat raw with emotion and need. "I need you, I love you. Not just as my mother, but for who you are, the woman you are. I love you, I swear it. And I want to be with you in every way, be your lover, share. By the time he had completed the task he was knackered and he plonked himself on the ground with his scaly back resting against the mini-mountain he had created. He went to get something cold to drink (for it was a fearful hot day) when he suddenly remembered he had left his provision pouch inside the ship when he was making his final trip."Unnghhhhnhcch", which roughly translates into "Oh fucking hell", he said, and with that he just sat there, unable to move."Wheeeee!". That was the sound of. It was Friday evening when she called me up, I went to her place which was her new house. I reached in 30 min post our call. She was in a deep depression and really wanted some moral support. Her house was really very nice and had many places where one can have sex in different angles. I had crush on her since the day I saw her. She was damn sexy and that day she was wearing sky blue t-shirt and a skirt in which she was looking sexier than ever. Let me tell u more about her she is whitish and. I put the book back and started to grope myself, over my clothes at first, then sliding my hand down, inside my plain combat trousers. The next thing I knew, I was lying on top of our bed, fingering myself. That's when I heard you arrive.I quickly put the rest of my clothes back on and scurried into the bathroom to wash my hands. I guess you must know me pretty well by now, as you seemed to already know the answer before you asked me what I'd been doing. We'd already established that I wouldn't.