. you know," Pamela said, turning a lovely shade of pink."Yes, I was shocked and then so, so ... grateful," Jenny said, blushing slightly herself."Me ...too," giggled Pamela."I'm sure you can spend a night here as you did last week, Henry didn't seem to mind," Jenny stated."He didn't mind at all, rather enjoyed it as far as I can tell. He rarely gets to indulge in his stamp collection," Pamela said with a sigh.At this point I joined the ladies, more to top up their drinks, but the conversation. I want to introduce Helena my future wife. We are getting married week Thursday. Would you like to come to the wedding?”His wife quickly replied “We would like to attend, but I’m having a women operation on that day. But thank you anyway.”After a few more drinks and chit chat Fred and Helena left for town. On the return journey Fred said “I wanted to personally ask them but they never leave this place for anything. Anyway I am glad I have seen them.” Helena knew this was Fred’s day.Fred took. Then I felt something. A strange kind of excitement from watching myself in the mirror, watching my body moving up and down, watching myself fucking. Ken was watching too, obviously enjoying it.It didn't seem right though. It seemed like some kind of strange pervy thing to watch yourself when you're fucking. But there was no denying what a turn on it was.I watched my tits. They were kind of jiggling up and down. Bouncing. I began to move up and down faster and my tits bounced even more. God, I. "We'll be leaving after that, I'm not sure if she's told you or not, but I'll tell you what I told her when we got here. After today's reading, neither Denise nor I will acknowledge Sarah. She wasn't our sister. She was mom and dad's pet. She was spoiled and she was given everything she wanted. She never had to work for anything. Everything was handed to her on a silver platter."Denise added, "We want nothing to do with her. She came and everything changed for us. Mom and Dad struggled while we.