"Well done, lad, well done."While the smith examined the treasure, Gwri sought the metal troughagainst the wall and ducked his head beneath the warm w...ater. Repeateddunks softened the honey caked spikes into which his hair had beenshaped, allowing his scalp to shed the itch it had endured. Lookingtowards the smith, he saw the man throw the wooden mold into thebubbling pool. As it burst into flame, Gwri surged upright, his hairshedding a spray of water, and shouted in anger.Fin ignored him.. ’ Her voice didn’t hold a hint of mockery, only gentle teasing. Lenny found himself staring at her for a second longer, taking in her soft, shoulder length hair, her round but pleasing face and her plump pink lips. Just as quickly he felt himself turn red and stammer an apology, before nearly running past her into the bus. He stumbled down the aisle in his embarrassment, stripped up the stairs leading to the back of the bus. Lenny slumped onto a bench, trying to hide behind the utilitarian. ”“No you don’t.”“You can’t mean that. Foam alone is worse than the rubber alone, and we couldn’t possibly afford a baby now.”“Somebody has to. You don’t. Now lie sideward on the bed; turnabout is fair play.” And playing, if not fairness, was on her mind after all his delightful teasing. She got off the bed and trotted around the footboard to reach the package on his nightstand.He lay where he had been told to. But she didn’t have to get out of bed; he could reach it for her. For that matter, he. I flipped over and she mounted me, the whole time moaning and telling me she had never had a cock as big as mine, but she loved it more and more. I thought she was wild when she was sucking my cock, but my mom went into overdrive when she was on top of me. She was thrusting herself down on me with all the force she had and telling me about how well it felt and how she loved fucking her own son. She even said she wished she had done this years ago and about all the night that were wasted on her.