? Thrilling at his words I press my lips to his, showing him, responding to him in unspoken words. His kiss quickly deepens as my hands lower to his...belt buckle, releasing the strap and then tugging at the button and zipper. Briefly his hands move from my body as he slides his trousers and pants off over his hips and kicks them away with his foot. Now his whole body presses against me. I feel his stiff manhood pressing into my stomach and my hips press forward.Slowly he walks me backward. “We’ll jog to it, then we will walk for a hundred steps.”“I don’t know...”“Yes, you do. You know you can. I’ll bet it’s even less than a hundred steps. Let’s count them,” she finished as she began counting their steps aloud while they slow-jogged. Soon Aiko added her voice.“Ninety-two. Told you it was less than a hundred. Now we’ll walk for a hundred steps, and rested or not, we will jog starting at one hundred and one.”Each time Aiko had to quit jogging, the girls would not let her stop moving. As my eyes continue upward I see that you are wearing your emerald green silk camisole with a sheer white cover up blouse. I notice there are no bra straps evident, so I assume that your breasts are bare under your top. I continue my view upward and catch the glint of your painted fingernails as you push back your long strawberry blonde hair from your pretty face. The face I have come to love more each day. As I near you, you reach to put your arms around my neck. You skirt rides up and I am. Stephanie, feeling her heartbeat pound in her neck and temples, her face burning, reveled in every fraction of a second as she slowly, parted her legs until they could part no further. Her cunt was now fully exposed to her teenage son.Everything; her bush, her swollen pink clit sticking out from its red hood, the fat outer labia, the meaty flaps of her inner labia, the red gash in between, and even the hair-framed pucker of her asshole was laid bare to the eyes of her son."Look at my cunt,.