We rode to the pond and had a picnic and went swimming. We stayed for over an hour and a half and then rode back. It became almost a daily adventure f...r Bobby and me to ride to the pond. I thought that half-hour ride up and half hour back on the Indian was the best part of the whole day until... I shut down the Indian, took off my backpack, stripped down to my bathing suit, and ran into the water. Bobby was right behind me. He dove in and swam out past me. It had to be the hottest afternoon so. ." She trailed off, and Robert chuckled to himself as he saw hiswords had finally sunk in. "Over-monologuing?"Robert's chuckle faded as he realized that detail implied a bit morethan what you could read in media reports. "Uh, yeah, I read in some ofthe stories that the cheerleaders had a flare for the dramatic speechbefore fighting the monsters."Angela's eyes narrowed. Robert couldn't decide if that was a sign ofanger or suspicion. He decided for the time being it was probably safestto assume. It showed older women being fucked by young men. One grannie at least sixty years old was naked and giving a young boy a blow job.Mum commented, “I didn’t know there were pictures like these for everyone to see.”I found a movie clip about a mum and son having sex. The clip ran for about ten seconds and showed a boy with his cock going back and forth in a forty year old naked lady. Mum made a comment, “ I didn’t realize there were pictures like this on the internet. I see you have a bulge in you. She had been well taken care of by John already. Sharon loved holding her mother while she watched her masturbate.After a couple of minutes of masturbating, Paula told Sharon what she wanted her to do, “Touch my breasts just like John touches you. Yes, that’s it, Honey, play with my nipples. That’s it, don’t stop. I’m almost there.”Sharon was delighted to follow her instructions. Then Paula’s tone changed. Sharon could hear her mother as she fantasied about her boyfriend, “That’s it, John. Do.