Through a deeper wood now, shadows cast in blue ahead and lost in sudden silence, shadows with arms all around him. He heard a cracking branch and smi...led — for he thinks death would be a fitting end to this day. But no, he knows there are no easy answers waiting in these shadows. Because he has another trail to walk, one more journey to complete. He paused and remembered her, as she was — in the beginning. Another autumn evening, walking under storm-tossed skies much like these. Blue shadows. I moaned at the pressure he was applying and knew I was in for a doozy once he entered. He got the head in with no issue but started trying to go deeper. I had to put my legs on his shoulders - half to help him in, and half to push him away a bit. It hurt like hell but felt good at the same time. He could tell I was trying to push him away but got the best of me. He picked me up by the thighs and rammed that mug all the way in. I thought I was going to die. I was shocked when my pussy reacted. " Okay," she said and her face fell. "I understand."I felt like I'd just taken a candy cane from a baby.Mom looked in. "Tony, could I see you in the kitchen for a minute?" Just a sec," I said. I turned back to Traci. "So who are you going out with?" I asked, trying to make her forget about the play."Casey Morgan," she mumbled. "I'd better finish getting ready." She shuffled away.I watched her go, then stood and walked to the kitchen."What can I do for you, mother of mine?" Do you think that's. Good Luck!" He turned on his heels, disappeared back down the stairway, and headed to his Library.She spent the rest of the day continuing her explorations of the house with a renewed interest to find a hidden passageway or room somewhere. Dinnertime came quickly just as the sun was setting bathing the house in a weird glow of shadows and light. As they ate, she questioned him more on the secrets of the house, and he laughingly explained that they were merely rumors from the real estate agent.