As I got into high school I began to overhear her talking to men on her phone and it was clear that she was having sex with them. She acted like the g...rl's at school that went boy crazy.One day I came home from school earlier than normal since there had been a plumbing problem and all the water was turned off at the school. I unlocked the door and as soon as I entered the house I could hear my mom moaning."That's it baby! Fuck my white pussy!" She screamedI walked down the hall towards her. There was no doubt in my mind that she was on the verge of climax. For the briefest of moments I considered running to her and putting an end to this perverse display once and for all, but I knew I couldn’t reach her in time. Barbie would climax no matter what I did. All I could do now was was sit there and watch.Barbie moaned louder and louder until the sound of her voice was all I could hear. Then she climaxed. Her head was thrust back, and her back arched. Her hands clenched the covers and. I whispered in her ear that "told you that you were very beautiful and young. She then reprimanded me and told me to tell the guys there she was my mom. But I said that it wouldn't be good and asked her to tell the same to them.She then understood the situation and there I asked them to show the latest stuff. All they showed were translucent sarees. She then looked at me in unwillingness. The sales girl understood and told my wife I mean my mom that it was the latest design. I asked for black. It terrified her that whatever this box was-and it was definitely something other than a big brown box-it was getting a Class-A view of her very private parts."What are you?" she whispered in a choked voice. "How did you get here?" With a yelp, she discovered herself standing before the box, and then blinking in panic, found herself rotated 180 degrees around the box, looking at its opposite side, then brought back again to the original side. Then she was back on the floor, sitting with her.