It was a very strict family, we always had everything which is needed, I studied in best schools, have never travelled in other than my own car, which... is chauffeur driven, my dad made his money in real estate, he was a very flamboyant man, his parties were the best in town, and we all knew that he had mistress all around the country, but he never brought this thing to home, my mother was a docile woman, who simply accepted everything in her way, I was there only child, and my dad was the. As I walked through my great grandmother’s 1800’s house I saw an empty chair in what she called the front room. As I turned to set in the chair my eyes locked onto a scene I had never seen. My great aunt was pulling a dress off over her head and as it pulled up I felt like I was in a movie theater with the curtain rising to show the screen.But in this case it was a 60 year old woman wearing nothing but a garter belt and stockings. Her pussy was covered with a thick patch of hair and my cock. He's taken the initiative to locate an establishment with excellent equestrian credentials. Additionally, he is working on other ideas, aren't you, Mickey?"I was so startled by his coming to my rescue, that it took me a few seconds to form my response. "That's right, we'll be advertising the training classes and the trail rides on the website soon."After considerable discussion regarding the town's legal exposure and the rancher's willingness to pick up his share of the advertising expense, it. But I do," she said, softly, reaching for his hand and pulling him up. "I need to go. I want to stay, but that would be a very bad idea right now." Yeah," he said. "I know what I'd want to do if you stayed." Which is exactly why I want to stay," she smiled. "One kiss good night. That's all. Okay?" Yes, Dear," he said."And you keep your hands in your pockets," she commanded."Yes, Dear."She held his face in her hands while she kissed him. When she pulled back, she said, "I like it when you call.