“I am sorry,” I apologized once again. I wasn’t aware that my mother was in no mood for listening to apologies anymore. In fact, my innocent dis...closure had made a drastic impact on mom. She squirmed in discomfort because of her itch inside the panties and her smile had an evident shade of curiosity. My mother had already been aroused by her adolescent son. “How did you know my bra size?” Mom asked in a voice that seemed like allaying the fear in her son’s mind. I smiled slightly embarrassed. Some of them even start with a video of real people in costumes, and animate the action from that and, of course, enhance everything.”She then asked, “What about all of the semen and sperm? How do they fake that? There was so much that it just flooded the girl’s pussy and mouth.”I said, “A lot of that is probably just good animation. The actors in the pre-videos also sometimes use concealed tubes with simulated semen to make it look like they're shooting unbelievably large volumes of cum. You. ”“There’s my favorite futa-reporter,” Luka purred. “Those promos are blowing up on social media. We’re projecting double the usual ratings for Monique’s show tomorrow. This is so huge, Becca.”“Good,” groaned my daughter, pumping her fingers in and out of my cunt. “She deserves it. She’s awesome.”“Hey, Jenna,” Luka said. “You taking care of your mother?”“Of course. I got two fingers in her hot snatch right now.” Jenna then let out a giggle and rammed another into my cunt. “Nope, make that. Dawn Flower on the other hand sat in the bow of the boat, staring sorrowfully ahead of them, her eyes scanning the shores ahead of them for any sign of her mate. So it was in fact Dawn Flower who spotted Swift Hawk first.“There,” the young woman called out in broken English, after we’d been on the water for half an hour. “Over there!”Ben immediately glanced over his shoulder to see exactly where Dawn Flower was saying to go. As he glanced, young Toby spoke up, telling Ben to row for the other.