Finally I understood. I stood transfixed. On the TV a woman and a woman were pleasuring each other. I could hear their groans. I started t feel a funn... sensation in my groin. Absentmindedly, my hand crept down to that spot between my legs. Through the cloth of my knockers, I located my clitoris and squeezed it between two fingers. Kat’s breathing was heavy and getting heavier. Then she moved over to the end of the bed. The bed was a double with metal headboard and foot. There were two blobs on. Sobs burst from her throat, incoherentbabblings and soft cries.The masculine staff stuffing her began to swell, and Marcia dimlyrecognized that the ultimate moment was at hand. Her conqueror wouldleave a garrison of his essence. She would possess his sperm, just ashe possessed her. She would belong to him forever. And she ardentlywanted him. Her back arched in an unconscious feminine gesture ofreceptivity, as his thrusts became more forceful and demanding. Hebegan to spurt, as a fire hose. And – that included my mom. I know that is wrong. So wrong.“But I don’t care about that, either. My mom is beautiful, and good, and she deserves good things, and – thanks to you I know how to give her a good thing, Susan. And I want to . . .”Kara trailed off, and for a moment Susan was speechless. “i’ve created a monster,” she thought, and yet – she could find no flaw with what the girl had said. Other than the fact that she wanted to break what was perhaps the most universal human taboo of. I swallowed and trembled a little. I couldn't. No way. It would be like I was auditioning for a job there. God, what would THAT be like?I tried to imagine what a girl would feel like the first time she stripped all her clothes off in front of a room full of men. Dancing and twirling and teasing. Strangers. Ogling. Reaching for her body. Tossing money. Stroking their cocks. Oh God. I couldn't do it.My breathing shortened and I glanced down at my chest and fell back in the leather seat, groaning.