One summer day while we were making out and getting all hot and bothered Ken called , his bike was down and the others guys had taken off for the week...nd. He wanted some company, no bikers, no girlfriend and he didn’t want to drink alone. So while driving over to Ken’s house I told Gale I was going to tell Ken that we used him in our fantasies while having sex. Of course she said no way it was just “your fantasy” don’t say anything. We helped Ken work on his bike for awhile had a few beers and. Jenny and Jan were clearly crying. Mom took the three of us out to the car and we headed home. I wanted to find out what was going on, but I was not about to ask. When we got home, Mom asked me to go with Jan to help her pack."Why?" She can't live there by herself. She is going to have to live with us for a little while." Ok."Jan and I went to her house. We had just gotten inside when she wrapped her arms around me and started crying. Why was this getting to be my normal routine? Everyone. Not to mention what a great workout it is, and I've been feeling a little stir-crazy at home recently. Maybe an organized athletic outlet would do me good," she concluded, enunciating her response with a slow stretch that lifted up her shirt a bit, baring her midriff in a subconscious effort to emphasize her assets for Josh's hungry eyes.His growing muscles flexed involuntarily as the testosterone flooding through his body filled him with sexual desire at the sight of her swelling boobs and. ” “The grass is soft, and I’m pretty sure my bones would enjoy being jumped. One, in particular.” “My understanding is that there’s no actual bone in that thing, despite the slang name.” “True, it’s just an expression. Too bad, really, or maybe I could go all night. Sort of like you can…” I was enjoying the creamy, velvet feel of her pussy, and allowed it to distract me, but she was right about being seen; if the neighbors across the street were looking out their window, or if anyone drove by –.