“Don’t be embarrassed, Jack.” She said warmly as she unhurriedly re-buttoned her nightgown. “I certainly know from personal experience about t...e fascination of teen-aged boys with breasts”, she laughed. He was hot with embarrassment but his mother held his hand re-assuring. “Breast feeding is the most natural thing in the world. Please don’t be embarrassed when I’m nursing Bobby, OK?” “OK, Mom.” He hung his head down. He crossed his legs slightly to hide his erection, and prayed to God that she. Unfortunately her gardener had injured himself before having time to start the work. I found a wheelbarrow to move the large stones from the shed to the location she wanted it formed and began the process of transferring the materials first. Filled with enthusiasm and a lot of energy, I made good progress initially. However, as the sun began to beat down on my body, getting hotter and hotter as the day moved on, I got more sweaty and tired. I noticed after a while that Mrs Cavendish had. His finger, now fingers, thrusted into me. I could only cringe up in pleasure. "I have always wanted to fuck you Sarah." Aron admitted. He stopped finger fucking my pussy. He got on top of me and started dry fucking me. My pussy was already wet and craving for Aron to be in me. I began to climax. He was hard and it felt so good on my erect clit. I couldn't breathe. The desire burned deep beneath my skin. I pulled Aron's sweet mouth to my lips. We made out for a while before I could barely stand. I'd been effectively and nearly utterly defanged! Now even petty theft gave me no pleasure at all. I kept trying anyway, but instead of the joy I used to feel at connivery, I instead began to feel physically sick inside. Business, my real former business ... blackmail, burglary, theft and fencing stolen loot started to suffer nearly at once. The slightest dishonesty now gave me intensive cramps of nausea and soon almost unendurable physical pain. The once delightful thought of a clever petty.