Katie was building to pleasure hastily.Suddenly she took me by surprise ...she needed cock and my cock was the one available. She faced away from me h...lding the storage shelves and got one leg up a couple of shelves and fuck...what can I say...it was a cock invitation...par excellence. My was Katie’s coochie an invitation. It was a Cupid’s furrow and I was ploughing. I was then pumping and thrusting and Katie was moaning. She was fully wet, soppy wet, actually slutty wet but comfortingly. Jesse just sipped his coffee and listened to the banter. The phone rang, causing those supposedly perfectly calm men to jump, then look guiltily at each other.Dave answered. After listening for a moment, "Thanks. We're on the way."The men handed Dave their cups as he stood at the sink to rinse them. None of the Alphas voiced what they were all thinking. All but Jesse. He wasn't worried about nude costumes, but he was still wondering what an Alpha was, or what the big secrets were that the. There wouldn't be anything formal, but he is sort of adopted, I imagine. And she is treating him as if he is her son, and he is treating her as if she is his mother." That's sweet," said Megan."Yes ... well ... a mother and son are close in Japan." Hamako flushed. "Very close. It is quite likely that he has been ... um ... sleeping in her bed ... for many years." Sleeping in her bed," said Raleigh, turning to look into the back seat."Keep your eyes on the road," ordered her mother, who promptly. Pushing past soft, wispy curls, I found the fleshy outer lips of my flower. Shaping my fingers into a 'v', I gently prised them apart. Dewy moisture rose to the familiar touch. Shuffling and shifting on my heels, I spread my legs, bent my knees and allowed myself room to explore. I bit my lower lip and sighed, my fingers gliding in tandem along the moistening groove of my pussy. I tentatively rolled back the hood and revealed the soft hardness of my clit. I massaged slowly and patiently..