I saw motions in her throat, and her lips kept moving.I was feeling warm and blushed all over when it was finally over. The ache was gone and it had t...rned into tiredness, but also into a feeling of pleasant calm. Mom didn't have to ask if this had worked as well as she had thought it would. The load I had shot had answered that question conclusively.Finally, when there was no more sperm to shoot, I could only softly caress my mother's short black hair and whisper to her with a voice full of. She felt the same warmth from before swell up in her and faded to sleep, happy again. The next afternoon they guided the ship in and Jane immediately sent her husband a text explaining the situation and stating she’d be home soon. They finished all work for the day and left the ship around 4 pm. She drove home wondering how upset Michael was that she’d missed dinner. Her fears were erased when she opened the door to the smell of a huge bouquet of flowers on the dining room table. Michael then. She was up on the seat, squirming as the two naked college men, one on each side of her, pressed up against her and felt her up, nuzzling her neck and ears. She turned her head from side to side; French kissing one man, then the other. The men started squeezing and rubbing her tits, and she moaned, shimmying her juice-slick thighs together."What a cute little bitch you are," Dan said. "And so fucking smooth!" Skin like hot silk," Russ said. "One hundred percent teenage girl."He shoved a hand. One day I was on the computer and I heard the unmistakable sounds of claws climbing the sheet. Then there was a strange ripping sound and a cat-like shriek of surprise. I got up to see what had happened. In theory, Mogwai was climbing up the sheet, preparing to do her trick of walking across the not-so-taut-anymore top of it, when the last tack let go. My cat was sent flying like Tarzan through the hall, and when I found her she was still clinging to the fabric. The sheet is now folded nicely.