Mom mirrored me by lifting her ass off the comforter and sliding her panties the rest of the way down her thighs. She flicked them off her ankles and ... noticed her beaver was the same sexy, chestnut brown color as the hair on her head.I leant a knee back onto the bed and pushed Mom onto her back, crouching over her. My veiny shaft was hovering above her pussy like a snow leopard waiting to pounce. She spread her legs and arched her back, waiting for me. Her breath was coming in loud rushes, her. “ Damn Martin, this slut really likes it,” leers Chris appreciatively. He then slaps my thigh as he gets up, “all done.”I look down and my tatto is complete. Both men begin walking away.“Hey Steve come clean up over here,” calls out Chris.I hear someone running. A small man appears and he quickly cleans the floors before roughly cleaning me up. He then walks away, leaving me alone.I’m so wet, my holes are empty and are aching to be filled. I’m on edge, the anticipation is killing me.Martin. You opened my door, you were naked. You were hard, so hard. It was big, curved to the left, with a beautiful purple head. You joined me under my blanket, I was moaning before you were even touching me. You laughed one of those sexy, crazy laughs of yours and suddenly, you were all over me. Your hands were jerking me off, your lips on my neck. We got into a 69, all this happening very quickly. You kept laughing from time to time. Had long had you known? I was sucking you, you were sucking me. I. Aware of his hunger, the young mother timidly pokes her little brown head out from their hiding place. She perks up her ears and scans the moonlit sky. The ruffle of feathers has gone and the sky is clear of danger for the moment. She crawls out from beneath the log and stands perfectly still in the open night air. Again she surveys the environment to be sure the threat has passed. The pink hairless infant squirms more urgently and squeaks out his discomfort. The babies’ need for nourishment.