All, for the moment, was right with the world. "Cian feel much better. Pretty bird is very talented with her loving." I rolled off her and we lay side-by-side for a while. She nipped my side a bit, and started to tickle. As I grabbed for her, she squirmed away and we chased each other around the house, grabbing and teasing.

She tossed things at me, and I mostly managed to bat them away. Unfortunately (for me) I missed on the defense once, and caught her purse in the temple. I'm not sure what she had in it, but it stunned me and I went down. On me in seconds, she started to soothe my, worried she had hurt me badly; almost crying with concern.

I let the spinning slow a bit, and as my head cleared, a weeping Rusty was laying on my legs, sucking my cock back into hardness. This served my head to clear very quickly. She was back on me, laughing now, and we soon were doing the oldest dance once again.

A big meal for all three of us followed, and we let Junior out into the rest of the house so we could dine together. We let him know about the meat of our plans, and he added a few details... and had an absolutely delicious idea about his mother, who apparently had been quite abusive of him in his youth.