”“Why is that?”“Because you look like my mother.”“But I’m not your mother.” she realized what could be the problem without me saying, ...“Is it a girl-related problem?”I quietly wept as she continued with her deduction, “A girl was going to come over to celebrate your birthday with you. Perhaps you two were planning to make love. But last moment, her plans changed, and she didn’t come.”“Yes,” I got angry, “And she gave some lame excuse, that bitch!”She was a bit offended seeing my curse. She wiped. James felt close topassing out, the pleasure was so great. Happy little fuck sounds gurgledin his throat.He pushed back against the older bear, spreading his cheeks, allowinggreater access. His big balls bounced against Mac's grizzly chin as he ateJames out. And then, wow!, Mac eased a finger into James' fuckchute. James' ring fought at first to keep it out, but then it relaxed andlet the finger in. Soon his ass lips were grabbing at that finger,clenching it, milking it. Mac gently finger. "Thanks, mom." James replied, taking another bite of his bagel. "You're a lot taller than I thought you would be." Anne said, deflecting the line of thought to something a little more general. "Yeah, that surprised me too." "Come over here," Anne pointed to a small section of wall where the old "growth chart" was. It wasn't even really a chart, just a few marks on plaster that had marked his height ever since he was eight years old. Smiling, James finished his bagel, and walked to the point. I could not stay in that position for long and so breaking off the kiss I lay alongside Anne giving two sets of legs as well as two cocks and balls for Clare to play with and after getting between both our legs play she did, with left and right hands finding both our cocks and then alternating sucking and licking or slowly wanking our cocks in turn whilst me and Anne again began to kiss and both slowly turned our bodies towards each other so our cocks were touching as Clare continued to play.