I also had the thought that I wanted to watch myself. I wanted towatch “this slut” having a nasty good time. No making movies/videos back then so ...this bitchwanted to watch herself, and watch herself she did. I would think like a video session though. Iwould create a little set, a staging area. A mirror here, a mirror over there, and another overthere. And before the session I would take one in the bathroom so I could watch myself“enema”. Funny thing about mirrors, I still love having some. Mind made up, Kristin climbed out of bed and headed for the kitchen. As she passed the door to her mother's room, she heard a rhythmic squeaking and a low-pitched moan.Kristin was worried about the moan. Was her mother in pain? She peered through the space left by the slightly ajar door - and was shocked by what she saw.Her mother was on her hands and knees on the bed, and Kristin's Uncle Nick - her mother's own older brother - was behind her on his knees, ramming his cock into her mother's. The time he spent with Carrie passed by quickly.When Carrie suggested they golf, Tom became a little hesitant. He had noticed that Carrie was a good athlete and for some unexplained reason he didn’t want to get bettered by her in golf. As it turned out Carrie’s score was about ten strokes higher than his. He told her that if she took some lessons and played regularly she could markedly improve on her score.One thing he enjoyed was just watching Carrie. Because of the warm weather her manner of. I was sure Kim would have a small overnight bag herself. The idea that we would be spending the night together didn't seem to produce any surprise or teasing from Candy. I think they were settling into the idea that Kim and I were serious about each other and it was a natural thing to do.When I looked at myself in the mirror I was happy that I didn't look ridiculous. It was western style but not so much that it would be out of place in our small town. The belt buckle looked good, surprisingly..