He regarded the girl with abig, white eye, in almost the same way that Aunt Pearlwas looking at her.. in a sort of horsey speculation.“Well, Ebo...y is a stallion, dear,” Pearl started.“Oh, I’m sure I can handle him,” Sharon said.Aunt Pearl almost burst out laughing.The girl didn’t realize how appropriate the wordhandle was in this situation.“I’m not talking about riding him. He’s broken andgentle enough. But a stallion… well, Sharon, he. I started to think about my mother for the first time in earnest as an object of sexual desire. I slowly reached my left arm over my mother and cuddled her close to me, moving my penis a little between her rear. As luck would have it my mother also moved a little, this had the combined effect, though I didn’t really know it of placing my penis very close to the entrance of her vagina, then as my hand holding her accidentally brushed against her breasts her body moved again and I suddenly felt. There was no long and slow tonight. We both needed release, and I pounded into her. She met my every thrust with one from her hips, and we both soon went over the top, as orgasms exploded in us followed by a collapse that left us unable to move for a time. Sunshine had screamed like a banshee and howled like a wolf just before she came. I finally managed to roll off of her. She was having trouble breathing with all of my weight on top of her. We both lay there for a time after that breathing. However, a shot to the head would put us out for at least an hour, which was longer than we had to spare. Our weapons were to be guns which shot explosive bullets, but were recoil compensated so they would be relatively easy to use.We spent some time on a shooting range where we all had to "qualify" with these new weapons. Jim, Arthur, and I didn't have much trouble learning to use the weapons because we were familiar with guns and had shot them most of our lives, but the others had to work.