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Neuro submission transmitter 5

... is my son, Nick. He wants to talk with you." Christina is vigorously attacking the rowing machine, beads of sweat hanging off her smooth skin, and she is completely naked. "You're early." She says, smiling at us, without slowing down her rowing. "I haven't finished my workout." She's not at all what I expected. She's much younger than I thought she'd be; probably mid-twenties. Her face, surrounded by bleached blonde hair, is beautiful. She has high cheekbones, a luscious mouth and big, blue eyes that sparkle when she smiles. "Nick doesn't mind." Dad says. "He'll talk to you while you're working out. You don't mind, do you, Nick." Dad asks, without a hint of sarcasm or irony. "Uh... no. I don't mind." I stutter, as I watch Christina pull back on the oar-type handles, pushing her long, shapely legs straight out towards me. Her tits, rippling on her chest as she leans back, are not what I expected either. They are firm, round and obviously enhanced, but they are not the large, oversized ones, like you see in magazines. They seem to be the perfect size for her body and her thick nipples jut straight out from her medium-sized areolas. I continue to stare, as she leans up, pushing the handles forward and bringing her knees up towards her chest. "Have a seat." Dad says, placing a small stool behind me. I sit down, entranced by the erotic sight of Christina's knees rising and spreading, as dad leaves the room. Her sweat-soaked legs part, displaying her protruding pussy lips and my ...

... cock jumps to attention. Her pussy lips open slightly, just before she pushes her legs forward and pulls back on the handles. Her mound is bald except for a neatly trimmed strip of brown hair about two inches long, just above her pussy. "You like what you see?" Christina smiles, staring at the bulge in the front of my pants. "Yeah... sure." I tell her, as her body, glistening from the workout, moves back and forth on the rowing machine. "You want to try it?" She asks, tilting her head to one side, as she slows her rowing. I'm not sure if she means the rowing machine or her. "There's another seat over there." She nods her head towards a cabinet on the other side of the room. "Take off your clothes and join me." I stare at her for a second, but my hard cock wins any argument I may make about this being inappropriate. I take off my clothes and get the extra seat from inside the cabinet. "Mmmm, nice." Christina says, eyeing my hard cock and licking her lips, as I hand her the seat. She positions it on the metal frame of the rower, facing towards her. "Your dad and I had this modified, so it functions as more than a piece of exercise equipment." She explains, fastening the seat in place. "Sit here, facing me." She instructs, moving her legs from the pedals of the rowing machine. I sit on the seat, straddling the machine, with my feet on the ground. She swings her legs over mine and pulls her seat forward, positioning her pussy a few inches from my cock. "Hold it straight out towards ...