This was all news to me. But the idea I wasgetting wasn't too good."It seemed that, despite the fact that your mom had an obsession aboutdieting, her ...eight had remained in the ideal weight range for her age,height and build the whole time we had her under observation. Eleanordid some calculations by comparing her eating habits with calorie andother weight tables. By all rights, Eleanor estimated that, because ofher constant dieting, your mom should weigh no more than eighty. Abruptly, my erection bowed out between the zipper teeth but still held in check by the fabric of my boxer shorts. Her eyes smiled up at me, big and beautiful liquid brown pools.She slowly moved the elastic of my boxers down, causing the length of my hard cock to strain down and bow out even more as it was revealed, inch by inch. She paused with the elastic band of my boxers holding the head of my penis down and surveyed my throbbing length. Then with a smooth tug, my cock was free as it leaped. I had to admit that I had the best orgasm Iever experienced! She claimed that she too had enjoyed her climax as thebest ever. I think we both realized that we were made for each other. Istarted doing things to upset my mother, and she would whip, paddle, andsoon found that a bull whip gave me more painful punishment ...for bothof us to achieve our desired climaxes! It almost became a nightly ritualfor her to give me a beating until we both collapsed into sexual relief.I think we both knew that. " I don't verbally respond. Instead, I kneel down in front of her. "Uh, Billy?" I then spread her legs, push the crotch of her bathing suit aside, and start licking Jenny's pussy. "Billy..." Jenny starts breathing hard, and moaning, as my tongue probes deeper and deeper into her quickly moistening snatch. Speaking of that, her juices taste really good, so much so, I might just make a thing of eating her out every day. Judging by the sounds she's making, I don't think she'd object. Finally, I.