"Poor Benjy. Whatever will you think about us adults. Whatever will you think about love?"Still she didn't do anything cover herself up, but lay there...with her legs spread."And you've got feelings in that thing too," she continued as she looked at my cock that still stood as proudly as it could on a fourteen year old boy."Come here," she said and reached for me with her hand turned upwards. "Come and lay here with me. I don't want you to get the wrong impression about love just because of Ralf. She rolled onto her hands and knees and presented her ass like a bitch dog in heat. James flexed his huge, glistening wet black penis and mounted her from behind like a stallion. He spread his legs apart and ordered hubby to crawl up in between his knees and roll over on his back so he could look up and watch James’ huge penis ream Shelia’s pussy. As they fucked, frothy ooze was pulled out of her vagina, where it ran over her clit and then drooled down onto hubby’s face. The profound contrast. We move into the living room and I bring my mom a glass of water. She drinks it all the while glaring at me. I explain to her that on my trip in to the deep grunga mountains I had met a sage of the tatti tribe and he had explained to me that he could see a deep respect and love in me for my mother so he adviced me to go see a poojari in a particular temple deep in the mountains.That temple is in such a remote place that it is not easily accessible to humans. Yet for the well being of my mother. Luscious brown nipples that I can almost taste in my mouth, and a freshly shaved pussy. Coming back to earth, she slowly walked over to me, knowing I couldn’t move a muscle. Her tits swaying as she bends over and grabs my hand. I walk back to the bathroom with her and she sits down. “You know my pussy hasn’t been shaved in awhile, would you mind taking care of that for me?” She asked innocently. All I could say was, “ok.” And slowly reached for the razor. “I’m out of shaving cream so we’ll.