I gloried in the sensation; the bulb’s bursting through the portals of my pussy to prod deep within the sanctuary of my vagina, right to the very mouth of my womb, source of life. XXNX . I knew instantly that I had somehow misjudged the situation and his actions. (That excuse didn’t hold up I later discovered.)
The first time he just peed, but he spent quite a long time, shaking and stuffing and zipping before he was through. My mothering instincts took over, and heedless about my state of undress and his near nudity, forgetting about the towel, I embraced him with a big motherly hug. Robbie is in jockey-shorts – he already has a woodie who’s tip is peeking out. What pleased me was not what he was doing.
