Well, it's not something that happens to me every day.'He arched his eyebrows. 'You don't mind, then?'She wriggled once more, gasped and pulled hersel... away, shaking her head. Her hands went down — he watched through the water — to her mound and she rubbed herself for a moment.'Just give me a minute, ' she gasped again.Don grabbed the ladder firmly and climbed out of the water. Behind him, he heard Aunt Grace sigh, and a moment later she climbed out herself.'Are you all right?' she asked.'Yes,. Aagh ! ough !.. I stopped pedalling "Pedal slave ......... Pedal you fucking slave, Pedal !.............. Pedal" ............ Every time that I turned the pedals a dildo was forced into my arse .......... and me thinking that the Safety belt was to stop me slipping off ! ............. "Faster, pedal faster you bastard!" .. I increased the rate, with every revolution of the wheel that dildo shot into my arse ! "Faster! your going at speed one and if you don't get up to speed ten you will wish. He was sucking hard and I felt the sharp pain again as he nibbled slightly on my tender flesh. I was again frozen, unsure of what to do. While still sucking on me, he removed his other hand from my breast and reached down, out of my sight. The bed began to rock very slightly and I heard the faint but unmistakable sound of skin rubbing skin.. He was masturbating. There was no doubt he was awake and had been consciously molesting his own mother in her sleep, and now had worked himself up so much. I was young enough to still be rock hard. I wanted some pussy. I started moving my cock around the entrance to her pink, wet orifice. ‘No.’ she said. ‘I’m not on the pill—makes me sick and bloated. I use a diaphragm—which I don’t have with me. I hate rubbers, but…’ ‘I don’t have any.’ ‘But, you were living with a girl…’ ‘Monogamously for almost a year and she was on the pill.’ ‘Have you ever done it the other way….you know…in the ass?’ ‘Once or twice…you?’ ‘Once or twice…but it wasn’t that.