I did not want to dance, to strip and debase myself for an audience of men. I was not some sort of plaything, after all. I was a woman. Then I glimpse... myself in a nearby mirror. No, I was not a woman, I was a bimbo. Then I stepped into the lights and was overcome by humiliation and sadness. This was not me. I was not a stripper. Then I tripped over myself and looked down at my feet. But I could not see them. I could only see the tremendous cleavage of my bimbo tits. Suddenly I was a happy. " " Well why the hell not! What are you holding back on Sarah? I know when you are up to something." Sarah tried not to look so sneaky but it was written all over her young face. She took Lisa by the hand and led her to the front yard. There she went in detail about the old nasty man who took her virginity. Lisa was in shock! She told her that maybe she should report him to the authorities. Sarah wouldn't hear of it. She liked the old mans giant cock in her snug cunt and she wanted more. "Look. " What are you saying?", she asked him, afraid to look at his face, for fear of what she might see, so she watched the water, rush over the rocks."I'm saying I love you." He watched her face as she turned to look at him. She smiled at him, and again looked at their hands, still joined, resting on the broad arm of her wooden chair, then looked into his eyes. The eyes, the windows to the soul. His eyes, showed her that he did indeed love her, and she lost her heart in that moment. She knew. He couldn’t believe it, watching his precious mom masturbating was driving him insane . He wanted to go back but the sight was too intriguing . After a couple of minutes staring at his mother’s body and watching her hands pleasuring herself, Eric concentrated on his mom’s face. It was almost completely red, her eyes were closed and her mouth open and he could tell by her expressions that her orgasm was very close.He couldn’t help it anymore. He took his rock hard penis out and started stroking.