There were many group discussions about this and over time the girls were able to hold the competing ideas together, at least as long as they remained...within the inner courtyard which was encircled by the outer courtyard and then the walls of the outer court which were huge and within which the boys lived and learned. Naama took another sip of her tea carefully raising it, bringing it to mouth and slightly tilting it just enough for a swallow of the honey sweetened heated liquid to be gathered. No matter how hard I fucked her - and, I must admit, I was so into fucking this 18-year-old Amazon, that I was really going to town - her cunt flaps formed an hard-as-iron yet creamy as lotion fuck ring around my cock. My hands firmly gripping her waist, drawing her pussy back and forth along my shaft, balls slapping against her body. At a certain point, despite the speed at which I'm fucking, I feel a delightful inner ridge ripple against my glans. I'm going so fast I can't truly appreciate. I do remember you having a good laugh at my expense a while ago." Yeah ... Mount St. Helens ... I remember," she laughed again. "How's the anger management coming along?" Don't ask me ... ask the guys." I was smiling again. We were having a pleasant and fun conversation despite some of the awkward moments."You can't be that bad ... they seem to like working for you," she said with a sly grin."That's good to know. I hate trying to be someone I'm not." You're not who I thought you were," she said. I couldn't very well tell her that I was fucking a ghost.Then Howard and Erica took things to the next level. I was sitting next to the bed watching Mom getting cunnilingus from her invisible lover while a hand toyed with my cock. A strange feeling suddenly came over me. It was as though I didn't have a will of my own. I rose to my feet and walked toward the bed with my hard-on bobbing in front of me.Mom tried to prevent me from mounting her. "No, you must not do this," she said, as she pushed.