I held each breast in my hand, squeezed them, measured them, and felt their different weights. Jean’s were larger and heavier. Allison’s seemed to...be almost air by comparison. There was that much of a difference between them. I continued to massage Allison’s breast gently, but I moved my thumb back and forth over Jean’s hard nipple, which caused her to shudder slightly and moan. Allison brought her hand up to mine and indicated that I should do the same to her. I wasted no time in doing so,. I found that I had started stroking him faster. Rick threw back his head eyes closed. I knew he was enjoying my stroking.What am I doing jerking my son? But I just could not stop. He was just a man in the clutches of a woman. The faster I stroked the harder he grew and I knew he wanted me to make him cum. We continued silently but we both could hear our heavy breathing.Then suddenly Rick groaned, “Oh Mom faster, please. And please don’t stop until I tell you.” I wanted to say a loud no. But. "You didn't see me do anything" she said softly.Neil sighed. "No. I didn't. And I probably can't prove anything. So Derrick gets a safety certification."Gwen nodded silently."But now I have to watch him, because he doesn't know a good cinch from a bad one." Neil had a sudden thought, "You saddled his horse this morning!"Gwen didn't move, refusing to answer.Neil was mad. It was out of his control and he could feel the anger ready to explode in his stomach. "Then you better make sure you saddle. Blonde hair, blue eyes and millions of dollars spent on clothes, cars and partying has made you almost a household name. But you’ve never done things the easy way. And maintaining the facade of Lauren Korso, party girl, might just be the easiest part of your life. Lauren might get the magazine covers and the featured stories on E!, but it is as Sparrowhawk, the costumed crime-fighter, that you make the real headlines. Despite your lack of superpowers, you’re a valued member of the hero.