Bob weren't having none of that so he slacked off the steam feed to the Pincer and let Mandoza fall on the floor and stuck a bowl under the top of his...shoulders to catch blood for a black pudding for tea, then him and Mavis hoiked Mendoza on to the fucking shaft and Bob agreed with Jerry to leave the clevis out.They packed his body up level with some old benches, shoved the fucking plunger right hard up his ass till it stopped and then made sure the piston were right back and with a fanfare in. "Hang on, why do you need to help dress me?" Sweetie, you know I love you, right?" she looked uncharacteristically serious for a moment."Um? Sure, OK." I sensed a trap, but didn't know what it was."Good," she said. "So you'll understand how much it hurts me to say this; but it comes from the heart. You can't dress sexy for shit." O-o-o-okay..." this was not news; I really couldn't dress sexy for shit. This conversation was starting to make more sense; Belinda was trying to hook me up and a sexy. Jenny was smiling devilishly at us. She had enjoyed every second of it and clearly would like to see more. Knowing that it was wrong only seemed to exacerbate her thrill. This was something none of us had ever done before. It was exciting and the three of us were curious to see how far this was going to go.“Don’t stop!” commanded Jenny as she waited in eager anticipation to watch us some more.Both Angela and I quickly complied and once again I found my girlfriend’s mother pressing her body up. The rest of her body was smooth and unblemished. She was thin with a perfect heart shaped ass. Many men had risked their hands trying to get a feel but she was adept at deflecting their attempts.How I ever got Anna to go out with me is a mystery that I will never solve. She had offers from every guy on campus. But she chose the small, quiet, nerdy one. I was only about 5'7 and not very strong or heavy. Ty had once picked me up and held me over his head for several minutes without even trying.