Her huge tits pressed into me and pushed up out of her blouse. Annette began gently rubbing my neck, running her hand across my shoulders and back, wh...le her other hand slowly moved to the top of my thigh. I felt her fingers brush against my cock."Would you like to model, or shall we?" Annette asked."I think he would enjoy some models," Mom giggled.Annette giggled, "I agree. First, we need to check you out."Mom stood up, facing me, and put her arms out slightly. She smiled and winked as Annette. This wasn't the girly kiss she gave her earlier. This was an,I'm-going-to-fuck-your-brains-out kiss. God I wished my thing stillworked, this was hot. Sandy put her arms around the girl's neck andkissed back. It looked like a couple of lesbians making out the way Sandywas dressed. The girl took Sandy's hand and lowered it to her breast asshe was kissing her and had her caress her breast. She reached forSandy's dick and soon was rubbing it through her panties. She pushed herback and said. After this event, Jax's father spiralled into a depression. Drinking, gambling, drugs, all the usual life ruining things. Obviously he racked up a debt, and by the time Jax was 7, they were booted into Flea bottom... No more life of luxury. He couldn't blame his father much. loosing the love of your life can really mess with a man, and it clearly got the better of him. Now living down in the poverty stricken area, full of crime, drugs, whores, muggers, scammers and alcoholics wasn't an. It helps clear my mind and keeps my body in reasonably fit condition. I abhor riding in groups or even with another person, simply because it takes too much concentration to keep from hitting them, keeping them aware of what I'm doing so they don't hit me, trying to carry on a conversation when I've barely got breath to keep my legs pumping, etc.Mostly, I start from my house and take one of five or six different loops that eventually bring me back home after doing anywhere from 20 to 60 miles..