" Then I'll rescue you."They began to kiss passionately, like two soul mates that had finally found each other again. It seemed so oddly natural that ...hyme would be kissing this completely gorgeous stranger. She felt like the a****l that instinctively finds a mate well-prepared to offer its seed or something to that effect, in a hazy d**g-intoxicated way. The sheet she'd been using for modesty fell away and she took it as a sign. She wanted to be rescued and acquiesced to his dominance until. “Then when you get to school, I want you to go through these books and if there’s any that you can use you’re welcome to them,” she ended leading me into the bedroom.There on the floor stood a dozen boxes, walking over to them I stooped and scooped one of them into my arms. “Where do you want them?” I asked.“In here she said walking over to a walk-in closet and standing in the doorway. As I past her, my arm brushed, up against her housecoat and I could feel the softness and warmth of her tits. Each of them looked to be early twenties or late teens. All of them were wearing Florida State t-shirts and bikinis. "What are you guys waiting for? Lets go!" Greg stands up and joins the girls. Tim, Jacob, and Ethan all stand up. Jacob turns back at me. "Aren't you coming Luke?" I looked at the set up. There was already an even number of players. "You guys play. I'll watch. I'll play next round." Jacob just shrugs and walks to the volleyball net. Violet looks at me. "You can play with. Com/stories/you-can-call-me-Mom-9926499She told me to call her M0m, and quite honestly she did remind me of my M0ther from the neck down. My M0ther was much prettier than Chris but their body had a very similar shape and when I had penetrated Chris the first time with my cock it seemed like I was having this out of body experience. I seemed to be looking down at myself fucking a mature woman and that woman was my M0ther. Yet it wasn’t my M0m, it was a woman that had hired me to repair a couple.