He stopped doing that and move down to her legs again. This time he started at her feet and worked his way up. As he moved his hand slowly to the insi...e of her legs, he would pull and slightly spread her legs apart from each other in the process. Pretty soon she had her legs spread enough to where he could massage her thighs and see her full pussy at the same time. He worked on her thighs and in the process would lightly touch her pussy to see if she complained. After this was done for a short. In the moments silence known as the 'Pregnant Pause', we sat looking at each other, a true mother and daughter moment, then she said, 'Why don't you offer to fuck him'?I could not believe my ears at her comment and before I could raise any retort she continued, 'it's been like forever since you bedded a man'.I sat with my mouth open at her honesty but more so with her frank and honest assessment of my sex life, it was to all intents and purposes, a weekly session with my dildo, then I cringed,. . ," Josh stopped. It was Camille. She was wearing an emerald silk wrap dress, matching high heels, purse and a light wrap for her bare shoulders."Josh?" Camille!" he was stunned at first the he believed that this was no accident. He knew he was being setup. Or was it one of his crazy dreams?"Oh, I'm so sorry Josh," she sat on her haunches looking at the wound she caused. "It's bleeding." It's painful. I never knew a cart like this could pack such a wallop." Again, I'm so sorry, honey bun," she. But the spirit that had doomed her mother to an awful fate and threatened to consume Melanie had died with the handsome steed.Mullady told him that the instant the shot was fired and the horse fell dead off the pedestal, the smell of horse sweat faded away.For the first time in years there was no odor of the beast permeating the musty, ramshackle old shed.With the death of the horse had come a new Melanie. A Melanie that should have always been like the way she was now.She sat patiently on the.