"This is for me?" she asked, gazing at it dreamily. "Just from talking?"Dumbly, I nodded my head."You do have a nice one, Bobby," she purred. "What do...you want? More head?" No," I croaked. "I want ... I want to fuck you, mom! I want to have it in your pussy."She stood up then, hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the skimpy bikini bottom, pushed it down over the flare of her hips, and stepped out of it; one long leg, and then the other.It was the first time I'd ever seen her pussy; the. You seemed to enjoy that part of me!Needless to say, I was interested. Here is my reply email:Dear Mrs. Johnson (Judy),Thanks for your note. I had fun too.I wouldn't mind helping out your friend Bonnie. If it would help her stay happy in her marriage, I'm willing to let her use my "horse", as you put it, any way she would like.Tomorrow afternoon would be good for me. How about 1:30? Just let me know by reply email, and I'll be there.- BenLater that afternoon I got another email from Judy saying. ’ I watched as she practically bounced from my room down the hallway. I walked slowly behind her and closed the door. I did not want to ruin the surprise. Now, what to do for ten minutes? I checked myself out in the mirror and certainly liked what I saw! The hem barely covered my ass. Turning quickly provided a glimpse of me. I was getting turned on just looking at myself. Wait! How long had it been? I cracked the door open and peeked down the hallway. It was dark save for a sliver of light. " he barked.Startled, I set my purse down and quickly complied with his demand. He proceeded to frisk me, although I think groped would be a better term. My short, tight dress couldn't have hidden any weapons, but his hands roamed over my body anyway, causing goose bumps to rise on my skin. He slowly ran his hands down my stocking clad legs, then slid them back up and under my skirt, slowly feeling my ass."Put your arms behind your back," he ordered.I did and he promptly cuffed them together at.