Rowl of the Garcians stared for only a few minutes before declaring riders were coming. Shortly, three figures emerged together with their pack horses... Rowl, Rasida and Schecter went down to greet them.The horsemen all wore the full beards typical of the Bakhunins. As usual, they were clad in black allsuits with grey bandoliers. On their heads were red headdresses similar to those of the Bedouin of ancient times. They appeared startled to spot Rasida lined up with the Garcians."Hey," the middle. On the drive home, Dave and I talked about the future. The conversation steered clear of relationships and focused on business. We also talked about living arrangements and Dave said that he and Julia had talked about living in the house, at least at first, to save money so we could keep our ‘run rate’ as Elyse called it, as low as possible.When we arrived at IIT, I dropped Dave at the Sig Ep house, and then drove over to the undergrad dorms. I walked over to the building Wen lived in, and. Soon her hands even slipped underneath the covers and found my hard dick. She smiled as she grabbed it. "You know I've been a dirty mommy because I've been thinking about how my baby boy needs to go out to find a MILF when he has the one he wants right here" she purred. "You know your Mommy likes the idea of being a cougar for her little boy".As she said this she slipped the covers off of me and revealed my hard 8 inch cock. "Oh my" she said, "it's so much bigger than your fathers. I've always. "; not that I would like to fuck myself (although an activity I admittedly occasionally enjoy), but that I am a [veteran] mother who is knowingly fuckable. I am 38 years old and am the proud mother of two lovely children. My oldest, Fred, is 19 years old, the same age I was when I brought him into this world. His father, Frank Applewater, was not excited at the prospect of fatherhood. He took off to live his life in California, free from the responsibility to his impending son, when I was seven.