She was on her feet, but still doubled over due to the post's height. Usually they slept sitting against the beam.I tugged on her arms trying to part ...hem from her ribs. As always they were secure. With a now liquid motion I checked all her bonds. Hammerlock? Tight. Head harness? Tight. Ring Gag? Mmmm, tight. I knelt down to reach her belt. Both dildos were firm. Farther down her leather ankle restraints were secure.Who ever oiled this beauty this morning did a great job. I admired her smooth. From the elevated seating position of the Jeep, I was given a full view. She was apparently pulling on a fresh pair of panties and had accidentally kicked the towel causing it to come loose. Her legs were up, the panties caught below her knees, and I could see a brunette landing strip of hair guiding straight to a deep pink set of puffy labia. "Not a natural blonde" I immediately thought to myself.Her eyes filled with panic and embarrassment as she saw my eyes locked on her. She yanked. Elizabeth freely rubbed her hands over her tits and ass. I am more shy and felt self-conscious doing that, so I stayed along my sides. One of the things I love about Elizabeth is that she takes life by the balls. When I first met her, I hated this and thought she was a royal bitch. However, the more I got to know her, the more admired this quality, and she actually taught me to be a stronger woman. My sex life is significantly better for it. I now ask for what I want, rather than waiting for a. “I can hear you moaning, but you are not saying anything. I guess you are afraid to say anything. I understand you are still a bit shy do jerk off in front of your mother and to one of her photos.”She was correct, I was feeling shy, but I was still enjoying stroking off in front of her. Then I moaned, “Oh fuck mom you are so hot and sexy.” She responded with, ‘Mmmmm, tell me more sweetheart. Tell me hot and sexy you find your mom.’My eyes were glued to her photo as well as watching my hand.