Mom didn't seem to taken back by my request she just replied You want me to have sex with you?”“Please Mom, please” I pleated “I would be the ...est birthday present”“Your asking a lot” She said.“It will just be between you and me, I promise” “Saturday night, that's your birthday” she replied. “Let me think about it, like I said , your asking a lot”“But Mom, I love you more than any one else has ever loved you, please let me show you how much I love you.”She didn't say anything for a minute then. ”“Oh my,” Amelia exclaimed, “You mean you were cut in your privates?”“Errr, yes, that’s so ... I was um ... eight,” Darra said softly. “I don’t remember that much about it except that it hurt a lot.”Amelia went on. “You came from Nigeria, you told me. Are you a Muslim?”She nodded. “Huh uh.”“Are there a lot of Muslims there?”“Oh yes, I think maybe half the Nigerian people are Muslim,” Darra answered.“I wanted to ask—I thought people in Africa had very dark skin but your skin is pretty light,”. ..UhhHHH! nerveendings up there?!..)My prick is going down, giving up the ghost, outclassed by theoverwhelming sensations drilling up through my pelvis up through my arse.I feel the slow burn of my man's lust suddenly ignite, sheathing himselfrepeatedly in my overwhelmed, unresisting, rectum. Fucking my girly arsewith smooth, powerful stokes (...fuck me, fuck me, fill me with yourcreamy spunk...).His right arm moves back, slipping under my right thigh, hooking my kneewith his elbow. The other. Hopix looked at her brother he was weak but somehow Alan had brought him back now they both needed rest, though for her brother she could heal him, at least most of the outer injuries. The more internal ones Alan would have to do, though his energy had done a partial healing as it was now her brother was alive but twisted as the children that Alan had healed had been. Standing over her brother she had to concentrate it was hard to heal her brother when all her thoughts were on Alan. "My god,".