I agreed. He told me that it was just for sex and that was all it was going to be. I told him I understood. The rest of the day blew by fast. I text ...essaged my man that I was going to gym then to the mall to get stuff for our weekend get-away, which was coming up. He responded with the letter K. This bothered me but I knew I was going have some fun. I drove to the hotel and got to the bar and ordered a shot of patron and a patron margarita. I didn't get half way through my drink when Tony. . Yes, around forty, big boobs, that’s the one... Want to spy on her while she gets herself off?... Yes, yes, I am hundred percent sure... She’s quite the slut when she diddles herself... No, I’ve seen her do it already... Why? Because I told her to!... Mhmmm, that’s a brilliant idea... Why don’t you tell her yourself?... No, she’s right next to me... Ok, you tell her!” And suddenly, Lisa was sitting on Helen’s lap, their faces cheek to cheek, the phone between their ears, and Helen could smell. Her own mother! Being fucked! A man had his penis inside her! It was ghastly--but at the same time heart-stopping and intoxicating as well. Ellen had only a minimal knowledge of what sex was all about, despite her premature development, and her curiosity was stronger than her terror in finding her mother was being violated.So she watched horrified and thrilled all put together, unable to move, as her naked mother struggled beneath the twilight-shrouded man on the bed. Ellen had a good view of. She thought we were there to pick up the horses we bought, and it was worth the secrecy to see the look on her face when they led the little chestnut out, saddled and ready to mount. “It’s from both of us,” I told her, even though Claire had no idea. “After all, if one daughter has a horse, the other one needs one too.”Claire smiled and hugged me later for including her. “I wasn’t wrong. If you had known, you would have been all for it. it just happened long before we came to town and were a.