Those were my secret hopes, anyway. “Well what did you have in mind?” he asked, after a long silence. I could tell from the tone in his voice that...he was still slightly offended by my reference to ‘vanilla sex’. “I just thought that… I don’t know… maybe we could surprise each other one night. Maybe we could try a little role-play. Maybe I could dress up… Or you could tie me up.” “Tie you up? You’re into that? Like ball-gags and gimp masks and all that shit?” “No,” I laughed, suddenly feeling. But she had bumped into him quite a few times and had developed a sort of crush on him. She always felt tongue-tied and embarrassed around him, and despite the fact that she knew she wasn’t bad looking he seemed to her to be completely out of her league. ** He did it! Finally he had won; sweet victory was his as the referee raised his gloved hand and declared him the winner of the fight by knockout. The crowd was cheering him loudly, but one voice was more audible to him then all the rest - the. Her hands pulled my head down until I swallowed as much of the breast as I could. I took the other breast in my hand, caressing her friend. Every now and again I pinched the nipple, receiving a whimper. I knew she was fighting to keep from being louder. “Be as loud as you need. It turns me on,” I said. Being so tight in the passenger seat, I couldn’t move my mouth to her other breast, so I slipped a finger in the waistband of her skirt. I put my finger right back at the waistband. She squirmed,. Before he could move his hands to cover, she reached forward and grabbed the waistband of his trunks. She reached inside and took his cock in her hand. She looked him in the eyes.“Did looking at my body really do this?”“Y-yes.”“I don’t know what to say, Mark. I am your mother, but I am so flattered that my body should turn you on like this. Can I – er, we – do something about it?”She pulled his trunks down so that they were both naked.Running her hands all over his firm, young body, she.