"Do you have plans Sunday night?"She smiled into his eyes. "Yes, I plan on making you a wonderful dinner before you take her." Break her." That too." ...he kissed him.Sunday night came soon enough, and as Robert finished the t-bone steak and Cindy's special garlic mashed potatoes, she started to clean up. She was already wearing her slutwear: black satin bra, gartered stockings, and naughty panties. Post-dishwashing, she added black elbow-length gloves and a soft, golden evening gown. The. Beats the hell outta those dorms he stuffs the girls into, that’s for sure. But I’m gonna have to do something about this bed. It reminds me of your bunk; ‘One wide, two high’ ” and we both chuckled at the implications. “Mind you, I could get used to sleeping on top of your body all night . . . especially with that magnificent cock buried deep in my sopping cunt. Damn, but I want you, Ryan! When are you gonna be back in town?”“By the looks of it, probably Wednesday sometime. I’ve got a delivery. I stood and looked over the plain of growing grasses and found Wachiwi, as I expect. What was a surprise for me, though, was that Ehawee, her mother, was also coming. I stumbled through a nervous greeting to her. I had expected Wachiwi and was prepared to just take her into my arms as a greeting. Her mother’s arrival gave me pause. I stumbled through a hesitant greeting and introduction of the pack, especially of Bo who was at my side, as normal. The awkwardness was broken not by me or. Her words of temptation filled my ears, coaxing me into her seemingly nefarious plot, “Go ahead baby open your birthday present!” I stood breathless, nervously peeling her panties from around her hips and unwrapping the most indecent gift of my young manhood. Fully preoccupied with sexual desire, the very sight of her unfamiliar, fissure fully exposed was incredibly erogenous. I had never considered that my MotherÂ’s vagina would be my first and as I stood staring I could not contemplate that.