"Mrs. W why don't you package that all up, toss in a cookbook, I'll send it on to Raimi's place, put it on Zinmer's account." Mrs. W who had been watc...ing the exchange with wide eyes suddenly smiled "ohhhh is this one of the new dragons? how wonderful, everyone is so pleased to hear we have new company." Revanche nodded frowning as Raimi walked back over to the counter, pulling up her shirt sleeve, she took a wicked looking dagger from a sheath on her forearm "the stones in this should be more. " Except I'm going to make her blonde," I thought aloud. Mom had black hair, so I did as well, and she refused to let me color it for some reason."That's up to you," she agreed, but the tone of her voice suggested otherwise."How come you don't like blondes?" There's too many of them, for one thing," she said. "I'd rather be myself, you know?" I guess," I sighed, but that didn't explain why I couldn't be a blonde. I had the eyes for it, we both did, bright blue eyes that would look great with. I was looking down into her eyes and that smile. The tablet obscured my view of her tits and hard nipples, but something about seeing her down between my legs like that and her face so close to my cock drove we wild."Come on honey; your cum loving mom needs a cum tribute. I can see your cock is ready to give her photo another good pasting."I did not waste any time as I began stroking my hard cock for my mom. My attention was divided between her photo and looking at her face. She seemed to. "Hi! We have a facilities problem ... We've got a box of sixty-year-old bark paintings that need to be made flexible. They've been rolled up. OK. We'll bring the box over. About twenty minutes? OK." Can we just remove them from the Museum?" Henry asked."We'll go past my dad's office and tell him."While we walked from the Museum to the Gallery, Henry asked me about my studies. I told him "Law." Just 'law'?" No. I want to do things that will help the original Australians. I want to help the.