And then, “Give me my underwear. I just came to pick it up. Now I need to clean your semen from it.”“Ma, I’m sorry.”“Just give it to me an... go. I’ll wash it. I’m tired now. I’ll give you your phone tomorrow. Have I not taught you about sexual reproduction? Chee!”I handed over the panty. I could see the shiny white semen starting to drip and touch her palm. I suddenly felt another boner. But I quickly went to the hall and was sleeping on the diwan. Later that night, mom was quiet during dinner,. ” They both nod yes, and we lift the hang-glider up to carry it outside into the dark.A man is waiting for us with a cable laid out over fifteen metres to a helicopter being readied for flight. It wasn’t there when we arrived, so it must have been pushed out of the other barn. Kira directs us in how to orientate and place the hang-glider. She’s handed the cable ends, and she clips them to the clamps. I go around to the release button, flick up the cover, and I push the button. They open. I never said a word to her. I didn’t hear a word she said either. It just sounded like squeaking, so I blocked it out. I never let her eyes meet with mine. I saw the tears, her tears, when I glanced at her to make sure she was getting dressed to leave, but they didn’t affect me. Mine did, my tears, naturally, but... In any case, as soon as they pulled away, I took the sheets from the bed, fairly new, luxurious, 600 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets, out to the little picnic area and burned. She took more than 30 mins for the bath. After coming out, I was shocked to see her in tight top and shorts. Till that time I didn’t realize how big her breasts were.After a complete glance, I asked her why did she take so long to come out. She explained that she had to clean herself and put new Napkin down there. Then I went inside the bathroom and the first thing I did after closing the door was to jump around like a crazy kid. While bathing, I smelled her sweaty shirt on the hanger and.