She wanted to act diffident and self-righteous but her son's words had hit home. It was true. She longed for hard cock and had spent many a night drea...ming of hot cock. Yes, Yes, she had even thought of her own son's cock filling her. Did he know that?She let out another guttural moan when she saw him pulling at the zipper of his pants. "No, Tommy, No!" She lifted both hands as if to shield herself.She couldn't help but watch as his hands went slowly into his pants, his eyes still fixed on hers.. When I replayed in my mind what had happened, I realised that there hadn't been any kissing. Not on the mouth, not on the breasts, nor between the legs - nothing. It reminded my of an article I had recently read. It stated that in a survey of 14 to 18 year old girls, a large majority had thought of kissing another woman as a lesbian act.The same majority had considered lesbianism 'unacceptable' or 'best avoided'. (This survey may already be out of date, thanks to Madonna's and Britney's valiant. She pulled Sudi off the bed with her as they got to their feet. She brazenly stripped his shirt off and threw it. She traced her ruby nails down his chest and stomach, briefly enraptured.The jangle of Amahle loosening his belt buckle snapped Sudi out of his reverie. Her hands were a blur of unrestrained want as she yanked his underwear and jeans down to his ankles. His cock stood fully out: glorious, rigid, and undeniably real for her.She didn't wait to kiss and lick the glans as she slowly. ..For hours Zax cried besides Carl's corpse. But eventually he realized that he could not stay anymore, that his time in the Savage Cave should come to an end.Zax insisted on carrying Carl all the way with him to the place where they met, to bury him in that grove, underneath a Blood Red Grapes tree that in Zri's abundant grove he loved to drink even for fun.From one side of the cave to another Zax traveled with Carl. From one side to the other they traveled once more and if savage beast or.