..get ready," Spencer warned, and then he let out a low moan as he started to come. Peri watched as the first rope of cum rifled forth from the tip of... his cock, the silvery ribbon pasting itself against her mother's face. He kept shooting as he flexed back and forth, his long hard cock painting the older woman's face and chest as he continued to tit-fuck her.Peri rolled over once again, this time dropping off into a deeper sleep, knowing Spencer would continue to put her mother through her. A 33 Lisa was 10 years my junior and quite a bit different in appearance. I was tall and slim with very light brown, almost blond hair and blue eyes while she was short, a little heavy with black hair and eyes. My 36c breasts couldn't hold a candle to her 38dd's. Even if you missed her slight accent there was no mistaking her Cuban background. After introductions all around I found that the guy's name was Ed. When I started back into the bedroom to resume my chat, Lisa told the to wait, that. His mother looks over at him. “I know, sweetie.” She gives him a warm smile. Reaching over she gives his arm a loving squeeze. “Not everyone thinks like that. People are too worried about themselves.”Spencer frowns. “Mom, we need to get off this bridge and away from here,” he says, looking at the woman. Tears quickly begin to form at the edges of his eyes.He looks out the car window again. He ignores the hideous creatures suddenly crawling over the sides of the bridge. Instead, he focuses. .. Yeah." Maybe it's just nerves? Or a little PTSD?"She squirmed, grunted, and shifted on the bed. "No. This is a definite dissonance. Something is missing."Simon sighed. "What do you need?" Um..." She took a deep nervous breath, and he glanced down at her developing chest for a moment. "Yang to balance the Yin, Animus to compliment the Anima..." What are those?"She hesitated. "They're ... masculine energies. And the Earth and Metal need an influx of Wood."He stared at her for a good long.