"That's Heaven" she moaned and placed her hand inside her bikini bottoms and started moaning louder as her hand started moving within."Suck harder ple...se Steve ! Bite them both !". Again I obeyed her hand started moving faster on her pussy "Oh Yes Yes Yes !!! Right stop please".She removed her bikini bottoms. She had a wonderful trimmed pussy and her clitoris was rock hard.(I have to say at the time I didn't know what a clitoris was but I do now thanks to Hazel. Also terms like the G spot and. I decided I needed to get back in shape. I started lifting again and I rode my bike about an hour each morning; the pounds just melted off.I usually rode about 06:30 in the morning. As I settled into a routine I noticed the same folks doing their exercise at the same time.One gal in particular caught my eye; she's about 28, 5'10" blonde and really lean.As the spring changed into summer everyone began to wear less and less clothing. I enjoyed wearing cut off sleeves and showing off my biceps.. " She felt her wrists bound firmly but comfortably, and she stood up as the straps were attached to the tops of the bedposts and pulled tight. Her heels gave her the height to stand comfortably so she spread her feet shoulder width apart and struck a pose, hanging from her arms with a breathless delight playing across her features. From behind her she felt hands slide up her bare legs under her dress and she leaned forward what little she could to rotate her hips toward him. Hands spanned her. .. She wasn't sure about anything John had in mind, but didn't dare say so. Inside she struggled with what she was about to do as her son lead her upstairs."This is wrong... oh so wrong! I shouldn't let him... Not my own son... I can't fuck my own little baby boy..." Why not?" was all the small voice inside her head said in response.She had repressed her sexual desires for years, and now they were breaking free. The small moral part of Janice Monroe that was left, was waging a losing battle to.