She is sneaking, silently, into my room, and she carefully closes the door behind her without a sound.Mom tiptoes to my bed and sees me awake. She rai...es a finger to her lips and gestures whispering: "Ssshh... Be silent, my huny..."In a strange moment my heart stops as mom pulls up the hem of her thin nightgown, revealing a very pretty muff of dark furry hair. I had never even thought how my own mother"s... would look like... ohhh! It iss….mm.Her hands move higher, and her large full breasts. It’s mystyle to have several men available to fuck at anygiven time. I look for a few long term lovers, not onenight stands, and I enjoy each one as an individual.If you want to have more of me, and I’d like that,then you need to be ok with sharing.”I asked her a few questions about her currentsituation (two regular fuck-buddies) and my hard cocksoon gave her the answer she wanted. As we spent moretime together and Christi realized that her non-monogamous sexuality did not. That may have been an accident, though her sideways glint and wicked grin suggested that it wasn't.Just as I sensed that familiar stirring from within me as I grinned back, she then abruptly snapped out being drunk and flirtatious, and said, "We really should put a plaster on that, it looks nasty." Oh, I'll be ok," I protested."Come in the house, I'll sort that out."The beautiful wide smile made a reappearance. 'How could I turn down an offer of help like that?' I thought.After drying ourselves. " Beall ignored the young man's sullen look. "I got my oxen shoed last spring. Must a'took the best part of three-four hours all told. He's got to measure those cloven feet and cut them shoes just right. Pain in the ass."The smith chimed in, "I've got a good sling. Can lift the biggest beast and not hurt him none. They beller some, but it does the job. Built out of oak, eight-by-eights and twelve-by-twelves mostly." All right, all right," said the elder McNish, his hands stuffed deeply into his.