Her beard now measuredthree feet, but unlike men's beards, her's was thick, full, lushious andit didn't get stringy at the tips. It tapered to a point...but it didn'tlose it's fullness or thickness. She had another tight pair of jeans onthat showed her "package" grow ever so slightly if you looked closer. Herscoop neck shirt showed the largest size C-cup breasts and no chest hair.Her face was now more wrinkled and she kept stroking her beard. Thiswoman was still a woman. Only a few things had. Dinner was quite good, though I do not actually remember much of it. After we both had finished off our plates, she told me to in the other room until she called me in, she sent me off with another big kiss, though this one lasted much longer.Though the wait only lasted for 5 minutes, it seemed much, MUCH longer. When I heard my name called, I casually walked back into the kitchen; I did not want to seem OVER eager. There was my beautiful, sexy mom, spread eagle on the table. She was totally. Darcie absently accepted the cold glass, then asked, "What is this?" Why, merely Chardonnay wine," said Max.This gave Darcie pause. "That happens to be my favorite drink," she said suspiciously. "How do I know it's not drugged?"Max looked at her thoughtfully, then switched glasses. "If there be poison in thy wine," he quoted, "then let my life pay for thine." And he quaffed the brandy and gave her one of his infuriating half-smiles.Darcie could not help but smile herself. "All right, I believe. "I must say, I like the new style. And I can understand this is all confusing to you at the moment." More than that. Did you live on the island? I didn't saw any other boat in the small harbor?" I live here, in a house on the other side of the garden. And there are other ways to get on this island." He pointed to the map and both men moved over. "The old master hided the island from the minds of the people. But of course you can change that if you want. It will be as if the island never had.
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