I never said anything about his stares and he always tried to act innocent.We talked about lots of things, one night the conversation turned to our c...ild hood and that we used to fool around a little bit when we were young teenagers mostly hand stuff and a little oral never intercourse. I didn't mention that I often still think of him when I masturbate.One night the topic of breast milk came up and the taste of it. I asked if he had ever tasted it. He said "no". She said "I have it's kind. "Wouldn't it be nice if the wholeworld was like Jordie's world? I think we'd all be happier."Amanda looked away, at her daughter and Jordan walking down the hill."Was he always like this?" Oh, no, no, no, no," Mary chuckled and shook her head. "This is allrecent." She gave the judge a brief biography of the boy and endedwith, "We wanted to get him to open up and relax while he was here.Maybe we hoped that he'd 'find himself,' as they say. I think he did."XXX"So, you're not going back to. ‘Spread your legs,’ he said. As Anna complied he knealt down and attached a restraint to her right leg. He attached the leg restraint to a think metal ring protruding from the floor with a six inch lentch of chain. He repeated this task on her left leg. As he stood, Anna could here the chain above her rattle as it retracted further. She felt herself being lifted from the ground. She struggled slightly as an involuntary reflex. The chain above stopped when the chains attached to her ankle. Joan saw how nervous her son was, and he kept glancing at Fawn's legs. She saw Fawn laugh, then lean over and kiss Ted's cheek.Already Joan's cunt was wet, throbbing with heat. It wasn't everyday a mother could watch her son's first fuck, she thought, pleased. Fawn took Ted's hand as they sat talking, placing his palm on her knee. Ted was losing some of his nervousness, Joan saw. Fawn pulled Ted's hand up her thigh a ways as she leaned over and kissed him, on his mouth this time. As Fawn leaned.