Making sure she stepped on me every now and then, as she walked by. Then a noise, as I feel my legs get lifted. Within short, hanging upside down. And...the impact. Knowing now, how she kept herself fit. A punching bag as she made her work out. The plastic tube being sort of stiff, did not really provide my protection as she practiced her kicks. Inside, shivering, sweating, and pretty soon whining, I tried to keep quiet. Not knowing when the next one would come, made them all the more painful.. I would be worried if you didn't start wanking at your age. However I have seen dried cum on your bed sheets, so I know that you are a normal adolescent boy.”“Mum. Can I ask you some things?” “Like what?” “Well, what is a cunt and what does 'fuck' mean?” “Hell Sam! I'll be late for work if I start to explain all that now. Tonight after work I'll tell you about fuck, cunt, and anything else that you don't understand.”That night she started explaining things to me. She had me examine her cunt. Their shirts wide open to show off their tanned muscular chests and tattoos visible on their hairy powerful arms. As one guy after another strained to stay in the saddle I could feel myself becoming aroused. One guy in a red checked shirt and jeans made a valiant effort but soon ended up on the crash mat. The next guy was a big guy in a black shirt and a stetson hat. With one hand he held on to the reins while the other held on to his hat. H e lurched and span but managed to hold on. Sweat ran. It was very similar to that of a presidential suite, and I knew from parties of the past (that I had heard of) that my buddy had used this small apartment for some crazy gatherings. It was recently cleaned, and there was a brief scent of lavender in the air. ‘Hurry,’ she said sexily, breaking the silence. ‘I think they followed us’. That was it, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I grabbed her by waist, and pulled her into a deep kiss. I could tell by her soft moans that she wanted it as much as I.