I sort of thought that dirt wasn’t going to bother you. And your cave will be one of the cleanest, anyway.”“That’s why you said jeans, safety ...hoes and a work shirt are what I need, right?”“Yeah. You’ll spend most of your day in your cave, but if you have to issue new drawings to the field, you might go out there yourself rather than wait and trust somebody else to take them out there for you.”“Me in a hard hat and safety glasses,” I muttered.“You’ll be the prettiest one out there. And believe. Stanford would be awesome! So would something like Harvard or Princeton. But I have to be realistic. Those choices would be a desperate Hail Mary at best, especially with the way my studies have been nose-diving lately. Whereas Berkeley is one of the top ten colleges in the country, or close to it, and it's public and a lot cheaper to attend for California residents like me."He continued, "I've heard they pretty much accept students on a point system, so you can tally up your points in advance. You can't even hear it over the pounding of your heart and the gasping breaths you pull into your body. I could feel your orgasm building, and suddenly it was on you in a flash, all but rendering you u*********s as bursts of light explode within your brain. You scream long and loud. I don't stop. I just kept thrusting into you, loving the hot, wet, gloving of my prick in your cunt. You feel so good and the clenching muscles around my dick nearly blow the top of my head off. The contractions of. “Sorry baby,” she said. “Want to fuck your mother up her ass to feel better?”A smile broke across her face when she heard him scramble to get up. She watched her son climb back into bed and he sat on his knees between her spread legs. “Don’t you need lube or anything?” He asked. “Or maybe another position?”“Nope. Just grasp my ankles and lift me until you see my starfish. You can figure it out from there.”He obeyed her instructions and she shuddered in pleasure as he struggled to force his cock.