” She laughed, “Her comment was, ‘what part of giving you the horses don’t you understand?’ She did also thank me for the consideration but ...he truly meant it and that I should feel comfortable taking advantage of it whenever I wanted. What do you say? It’s going to be a perfect day.” Mom smiled. Neither she nor I had much history on horses but Juli had assured us that there wasn’t really that much to it. What she was doing with Helen was showing her much more about riding and care. Mom thought. She had been called pretty, but didn't bother to help herself in that area either - no makeup, dull clothes, her hair hung straight and limp. The closest she came to having a sex life was vicariously on a sex site - reading the stories and the blogs and conversing with people from around the globe.So she had turned to her blogging buddies and asked for prayers and support. It came pouring in with sympathy, humor, well-wishes, and advice.One comment touched her though. He had never commented. . but ... I don't know how ... I mean I know HOW, but I don't know anything about ... well, foreplay and what a man wants from me and you say I'm supposed to enjoy it too, but how do I do that?" Vanessa, I don't pretend to be a Don Juan, but I am a bit more experienced that you. I can teach you all those things ... if you say yes."My hands went first to her waist and then embraced her, one hand going to her back and the other to her hip, both drawing her even closer. I knew she could feel my. From that moment I knew who it was, but I decided to keep this going. I turned her around and continue to feel her body as my dick was rubbing on her thick and juicy ass.I whispered to her ears well I know you are not stacey. She asked why and I replied because she does not have this amazing body of yours. I continued to grind on her ass as I caress her tits. I slowly made my way to her pussy as I was about to put my hand down she slapped my hand and said not until you guessed it. I replied.