Soft strokes of their hands clamed the animals, checking on food and water, both walked toward the door. Yielding to extreme fatigue both bodies went limp. His index fingers pressed against the tiny brown circle, help tightly closed. Following the Yaak River south, they headed home. “I love her so much” he said. The warmth and fluttering jolted her cunt back to life, which now thrived for a thick teenage cock. “Mom I am …..” her finger moved to his lips to stop the words he was about to speak. The warmth of his breath could be felt on her pussy. “Lettering in sports, final exams, and picking up her yearbook,” as well as a million other things danced around in his head. Both individuals let out a deep soft loving reverbing moan.
