“I bet it was more than just talk wasn’t it? You’re going red!” Kate exclaimed and David laughed in spite of himself.“Alright, alright have...it your way…yes we did used to…do things.”“I knew it! Did you hear that Sally?” To David’s horror Kate looked past him down at her younger sister. Sally looked up at her sister.“Yes but I bet he won’t want to do anything with me will he? I’m much too young!” She looked at David petulantly and David returned her look with one of surprise.“You’re only a. ”My front teeth bite into my bottom lip as I look at Mum and smile.“How often do you rub your willy?” Mum asks with a cheeky grin on her face.I don’t reply because as soon as Mum says that I feel her hand rest on my stiff cock. She stares at me to gauge my reaction. I smile at her nervously. I then feel her hand begin to move up and down, very gently as she rubs my hard penis with the palm of her hand. Her left hand then dips into the water and she cradles my scrotum. She begins to fondle my. After 5 minutes she saw some of the ladies and started to talk to them, I walked past from her and still I am walking at a slow pace. She then finished her talking and on her way. I waited for other side of the road, in an eager I wanted to take a risk and see where it takes, there was a fear inside me, but still, wanted to go ahead. She was staring at me and knew that I was following her since last 10 minutes.Both of us parted and I was left with a lot of questions in my mind.Is she is from. "Dave, I know what a satin fetish is. Your father and I shared one. It's not very common in women, butwe do exist. I suppose genetically you didn't have much chance to avoid it. And I'm glad of that, becauseI know how much pleasure it can bring. I miss your father that way. We had an amazing sexualrelationship built around, or should I say, experienced through, our passion for satin sex. What I'm goingto say now may shock you, but we never raised you to follow society's norms, to hold its.