Please excuse me. I said I was (there's that totally unpronounceable name) but you could call me Ship. Remember, I had to discover what and who you ar... so I first spoke in the language of the people who lived near the valley ten thousand of your years ago."I didn't get a response so I tried the language of the people who lived there two thousand of your years later. Miss Berger was kind enough to 'clue me in' on your language. Once I knew when I was, I was able to scan the communication systems. Just try and rest now, you’ve had too much to drink. We..um..we’re just helping you get out of your wet bathing suit baby. The trunks you had on were too small for your..um..your size sweetie. They were severely constricting and we we’re just making sure everything is healthy down there.” She ran her fingers through my hair with a soothing smile trying to reassure me everything was ok. “..Am..am..I dreaming Mom?” I asked with a groggy moan, trying to give my mom an easy out. I did this in. I released it and gently slipped it off her. Her two magnificent massive breasts settled low on her chest. I picked up each breast in turn in both hands and traced my tongue around her large areola finally licking and sucking each nipple.She gasped. “Carefull my nips are very sensitive after sex,” she said.I lent back again and admired her. I gestured for her to sit on the side of the bed and removed, with difficultly, her thigh high boots “That’s better,” I said, after removing the second. But always, there was a definite odor that I associated withGrace. An aroma that caused me to twitch whenever I whiffed it. Twopair, including the ones she'd worn last night, had a crusty buildup inthe cotton lining of the crotch. I shook my head at the thought that awoman as beautiful as Grace had a bit of a rank side to her, and I aloneshared it with her through cleaning her panties for her. I also cleanedmy own lingerie that she'd bought for me to wear during the week.Once all of her.