Dexter said, “This isn’t riding a bike.”“Yes, it is,” Samantha said.“No, it isn’t. When you ride a bike, the ground goes past you. The v...ew changes. There are things to see,” Dexter said. “This is sitting on a seat and turning pedals.”“It’s the same motion as a bike,” Samantha said.“Like I said about jogging on the treadmill, if I wanted to ride a bike I would ride a bike. Why should I accept an imitation of a bike, when I can get a real bike?” Dexter asked.“You don’t want to use the treadmill,. Looking directly at her he pressed the one on the right. Lucy’s hands flew to her neck and she fell backwards onto the floor her back arching convulsively. Riddick took his finger off the button. He walked over so he could stand directly over Lucy. She lay panting still clutching at her neck. ‘Put them on,’ Riddick said. ‘ I wanna see you dressed in them.’ Clara was trying to comfort Lucy, understanding that she was in pain but not knowing why. ‘What did you do?’ she asked finally discovering. Thus it is her turn to turn your ass into hash. By the way, we have other implements around if we decide to use them. She agreed that I should join in the chastisement of your skinny little hindquarters.”That sounded rather ominous, and he decided to push back. “But it’s not your turn. You don’t even have a turn because you never were supposed to have a direct part in this whole thing.”Josephine finally added something. “Jake, we know you’re a switch; you amply demonstrated that two sessions. There was “ uncle “ Tom and Mommy laying on the couch and they were both naked . Mommy was kneeling over uncle Tom and had his “ thing “ in her mouth and she was sucking on it and uncle Tom had his face buried between Mommy’s legs licking her private parts. Mommy’s big white titties were hanging down and she was holding one in her hand and squeezing the big brown nipple.Uncle Tom was licking Mommy’s privates, while his big hands were squeezing the cheeks of Mommy’s bare bottom and he was.