He said he would love to see it. I told him I would love to see it more myself but my girlfriend has final work when the beaver makes an appearance. I... went to my girlfriend and after a while told her what he said. She got mad and walked away. I walked back to my new drinking pal and told him he got me in trouble. We both started to laugh. I told him everything he wanted to know about her all the way down to her favorite positions. Drinking makes me stupid. The next day my girlfriend asked about. She said, "I have been fretting all day about how badly you were going to kick my ass while training. I finally accepted that, so let's get it over with. What do I need to wear?" she asked."Sports bra, shorts and tennis shoes will do," I replied."I only have an hour, so we will work on some basics, I have a list of exercises that you need to do. It's divided into two groups; upper body and lower body. Do the upper one night and the lower the next night. Each night run on the tread mill. Just. She whispered, "I love fucking you, son. Your cock feels so good in my cunt. Do you like fucking Mommy?"I moaned, "I have wanted this forever, Mom. I have never felt such pleasure."My mom smiled, "You know this is just the beginning, Baby. We are going to do so many naughty things. What do you think of Miranda?" She is the second hottest woman I know," I replied."I better be the first," she teased, beginning to ride me faster."Mom, you are perfection personified," I moaned."Would you like to. She opened her mouth and swallowed it,humming happily.James groaned and rolled his eyes. In that moment, he felt connected toVictoria more intensely than he could ever remember. He would doanything for her, she was so skilled at loving him. The last few weeks,she had been providing for him without complaint; she even seemed toenjoy it.Victoria's head bobbed up and down, focused on her task. She rested onher bare heels, with her hands gripping her boyfriend's hips, holdinghim steady as she.