.....just make love to me." She kissed me again. It was soft and tender, none of the usual force and lust that I had become accustom to. She slowly mo...ed her hips bringing me to a fully erect state. She sat up on top of me. Her toned stomach with a soft outline of her abs flexing as she now started to grind her pussy against my pubic bone. I reached up and played with her breasts. Even though I had seen them many times I was still amazed at how large they were and how solidly they sat on her. I then had each lady try to ride by and pick them up, one at a time. This required them to ride slowly enough not to over shoot, but quickly enough to hold their balance. The whole idea was to get them to figure out where their balance points were on their bikes for cornering, and more importantly, what happened when they shifted their weight around in the saddle.After a great deal of laughing as each rider fell over at least once, they started to get a feel for the effect of weight shifts. Her smile faded as she looked at mewith an unreadable expression. Then she closed the bathroom door behindher back, walked over to me and bent over until we were eye to eye. Verysoftly, in almost a whisper, she asked, "Are you doing okay, Bobby?" Uh, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Well, I couldn't help noticing you looked like you'd been crying. Irealize you don't really know me, but if ever need friend or a bigsister to talk to, feel free to ask."I'm not sure how long I looked into her golden-brown. Judith was a short distance behind Geraldine as they approached the cottage door and she had her eyes on her former headmistresses bottom. At school, Judith had looked at Geraldine's rear at every opportunity and back then it was usually covered by a tight-fitting skirt; today her buttocks were stretching a pair of trousers. Geraldine unlocked the cottage door and said, "Welcome to my home, Miss Judith Thompson." Thank you, Miss Culverhouse, I am so pleased to be here," replied Judith."You.