What was my mom doing?“Hi, boys,” Mother said, taking my hand and leading me towards Chris and the other two boys. “Doesn't my daughter just loo... pretty?”My eyes widened. “Mother?”“Isn't she just such a sweet delight?” Mother asked. Her hand swept down my back and over my rump, smoothing my skirt. “I know she hasn't dressed for it, but you can see it, can't you, boys?”I wanted to melt in shame. What was going on? Had my mother gone insane? All the boys were staring at me, noticing my cleavage.. I guess the idea of the helplessness of it does anyway. Of course I wouldn’t want to be whipped with a bull whip. I tried to explain that to Jill and then I tried to answer her next questions. Those were easier.“As for your last questions, yes, I get scared. And no, my mom doesn’t know. She has been giving me some funny looks the last couple of days, though. I think she suspects that something is going on. I don’t think she suspects what’s really happening. We haven’t talked about it. I’d. Your are very wet, even though against your will, the machinations of my tongue and fingers are causing you to seep with juices. A fourth finger enters your cunt, stretching you open. I withdraw my fingers from your cunt and my tongue from your ass. “What next”, you wonder, “What next, when will my disgrace be complete?” As if in reply, I speak, “Jennifer, I have you fairly well loosened up with my tongue in your rosebud and my fingers in your honey pot, but I think we need a little help.”I. I sucked on to them and then went to her belly. I almost was fucking her belly and moving into her belly pin and she pushed my head to her pussy, oh boy, there were so juicy, it was so wet. Her pussy was moist and nice. It smelled yummy and it was inviting me to start licking in her.I slowly started slurping my tongue on her pussy and rolling it deeper. Every time I would dig deeper she would moan louder and push my head inside her pussy. Her clit was not easily accessible and this made it ever.