I understand why you do it, but I want you to stop. I want you to take my gift to you, me, without any limitations. Tonight, please do whatever you wa...nt to me, Tie me up tightly, stick needles under my fingernails, put cigarettes out on my breasts, whatever, but I want to know, at the end, that you accept my gift, my pain, and that it is yours to enjoy."Robert, wide eyed, was silent, but I could see the growing bulge in his pants."Candy, your turn" I do not get off on pain either, and I also. Tame I know. On the penultimate night again we went to the burger joint but as we were leaving the lobby José caught up with us & came with us as it was his break, or so he said. Away we went & had something to eat, on the way back hubby told José whet I had done the previous time I was in the underpass. I did not have much on this time either & José mumbled something like "don't let me stop you, go ahead, I would like to see that" Hubby brazenly pulled my top down a bit & threw the lips on me. I was fascinated by mom's breasts since I can remember, I loved crawling on top of her and just feeling them. I kissed them and carressed them often, and knew they were special. I don't know what my mom made of all this, but she seemed to enjoy it. I didn't realice what made my mom's breasts so special, until I got to see her run track. I went to one of her track meets, and loved the way my mom looked in her short shorts and tight fitting shorts. She ran about 4 laps, and her big breasts. ..................................Chapter 1Matthews has finished changing for the evening. She is wearing a heavy night shirt but it still does not kill the damp cold feeling running through her since she left the dinner table It is chilly and windy outside.Matthews brushes her brown hair, til its soft and shiny. The glow of the candle on her pale skin makes it appear to be glowing. Mathews steps back and look at herself. She is tired but still awake. The sound of the wind sends another chill.