Now, I mean. It didn’t use to be.’ His eyes prowled around inside me again. ‘You know my ma?’ ‘I did.’ ‘When?’ He shook his head… so...slightly. ‘Doesn’t matter.’ I was 12 and smart enough to know a dead end when I heard one. ‘If you’re no cowhand, what are you?’ ‘Just a man.’ Not a poor man. His gear was nice. Broken in but not worn. A little prettied up, but not gaudy. I knew because that was the kind of thing I liked to see. I hoped to be a saddlemaker, one day. Ma always said I was addled to. Helens voice joined in, “It is a good size, I’ve seen it but he knows how to use it to and how to get a girl ready for it!”“How the fuck do you know?” I laughed“Claire showed me pics, and told me you’d lick her for ages and not just her pussy either! Sounds like you two were a right couple of dirty bastards when you were married,” Helen laughedI was shocked. Claire and I often sent each other naked pics when we were horny whilst married but it was the thought that she’d told her friends about. She leaned forward and whispered 'Get into the seat behind'. I did and sat in the window seat and thought she might join me but instead she leaned right over the tops of the seats and began to masturbate me with an eager soft caressing hand.I was so close already and in no more than a couple minutes I looked at her, into her eyes, and by the pained look she saw she must have known I was there. Looking into my eyes she made me climax. Oh God it was so intense, so overwhelming, she coaxed. " Just then dad walked in with his mother in tow, both of them were smiling broadly. "I hope you two have been behaving yourselves." I was busy pulling my skirt back in place and smiling while Steven was trying not to stutter out an explanation. "Yes sir, very good sir." Dad merely smiled because he knew perfectly well what had been going on. "Mary and I will be out until late tonight, so you two might as well go out to eat dinner, unless Janet wants to cook something." Why did I get the.