“Oh, yes!” she screamed. If our neighbors lived anycloser, I’m sure they would have called the police.“Fuck me hard, you bastard! I can feel a...l yourforeskin! I can feel it sliding up and down your cock,sliding inside my cunt, the way it did in my hands!Don’t let this end!”But it did. Mike was lifting himself almost all theway out of Jane and then slamming back into her, slap-ping their hips together and banging his big ballsagainst her ass. I would have felt sorry for Jane, forthe beating she. My mother agrees with me. We had a lovely time at dinner, and after. My mother and I really didn't talk much after our dessert; we were both so drained that we went to bed.The next day was Sunday. I got up and showered, then walked downstairs; no clothes of course. Nonetheless, I still couldn't believe it when I went into the kitchen and saw my mother sitting at the table, naked as a jaybird."Morning, Mom," I said.Mother smiled at me and said, "Good morning. How are you on this fine day?"I took. He kissed her lips and as they kissed they began to rip each other’s clothes off. His hands roamed over her body as more and more of it was revealed to him. He pulled her to the bed and they fell onto it in a tangled mess. Cindi found herself kissing his hairy chest and stomach as her head moved back toward his now rigid cock. She looked at herself in the mirror as she sucked the old man’s wonderful cock.He gripped her hair as she sucked his cock. Her hand found her pussy which was smoldering. ”However, instead of turning left toward the carrots when he got back to the stream, curiosity got him and he turned right, which is to say, away from the direction of the cave. Going was rough for a couple of hundred yards until he worked his way clear of a thicket of small trees to stop and stare.“What in the hell is that?”After he got a little closer, he decided that it must be a field of bamboo, but it just didn’t look quite like the other cane that was nearer to the cave. That cane seemed.