Bobby and Connie dove into the lake and came up hugging, kissing, and laughing.Aunt Carol and I dove in and came up next to them. Connie turned to me ...and hugged me to her new titties.“Thanks Charlie, for teaching us to fuck and for making my titties big. I love them. Bobby and I are going to really have some fun now that we can fuck.”“You had better get some protection first. You don’t want to get pregnant,” I told her as she rubbed her titties against my chest.“I’m on the pill, we can fuck. ”“OK. I love you Steve. See you at school.”“I love you Jen.”I went back inside and went to my room, but I didn’t shut the door all the way like I usually did when I was writing in my journal. I figured Stephanie would come in if she wanted to talk. I had no idea what to say, but I’d given her the opening.I wasn’t surprised when she came in about ten minutes later.“You figured it out?”“No. I had no clue. Melanie, Jennifer, and Joyce hit me over the head with what I’ve always been. Bob lay on top of his mother, Sue, and he felt his cock beginning to grow again into another very horny erection. He wanted to fill his mother's hot wanton pussy with his sperm before he let her go to bed that night. Bob had often found himself wishing he could join his mother in bed sometimes at night and fuck her but here he was with his hardening cock buried fully inside his mother's pussy that he'd just finished giving a good fuck. Larry was in a similar position and he was already starting. Also in the room was a padded stool. Black Leather. Eye catching. The lower level was a pair of kneeling pads that were long enough to support the knee and the whole of the lower leg. They were far enough apart to spread the legs and facilitate access to everything hanging down and from behind. There were also several pairs of ring-eyes, suitably placed to be used for bondage. The upper level was a rectangular pad large enough support the upper body of a person leaving the neck and head.