Not only that, but Bobby was treating Linda as if she was some kind of sex slave.Not only that, but Bobby was treating Linda as if she was some kind of sex slave. Still even more amazing, Linda was gasping and pleading for more and definitely seemed to be getting a lot of satisfaction from this treatment. Barbara Martin was one of those women whom you would guess from her appearance was straight-laced society type. She stood about 5 foot 8 inches tall with bright red hair and green eyes. Her husband Jeff was Vice President of Marketing of a small but successful company. Although they were not rich they certainly had money, and she always dressed the part. She wore her hair in the typical short "junior-league" style so favored by women of her class. She was dressed in an expensive navy-blue skirt with a matching sports coat and a white silk blouse that fit to perfection. A pearl necklace and earrings along with a pair of matching Italian high-heel shoes topped it off to give her the appearance of a fashion model in an advertisement for Maceys. Unlike her friend Linda, Barbara had near perfect body, the product of long hours at the exclusive health club that was her only occupation. Like Linda, she had begun to show a trace of wrinkles around her eyes, but otherwise no one would have guessed that she was also 39 years old. Her breasts were a bit larger then Linda's, but they were still firm and round. Barbara's first reaction was disbelief and anger. She wanted to speak up and immediately put a halt to this show, but somehow she could not bring herself to do it. She still thought of her son as a child, but as she watched her son's buttocks pump in and out of her noisy neighbor, she realized that her son was no longer a child. He was now a man. From her rear-view vantage point, she could see his testicles bang against Linda's pussy as he violently thrust his cock in and out of her dripping hole. As alarming and unsettling as this scene was to her, it held a strange fascination. She had never in her life seen first hand another couple make love before. It was an erotic view that simply must be watched in awe. Her anger slowly faded being replaced by a slight sense of pride in her son's new found manhood. |