I could see she was worried I would tell her off for showing her panties. Yet, to my surprise I wasn’t angry, because there was a part of me that wa...ted to look. This really did surprise me because I had never thought this way toward our daughter before.“No I’m not angry sweetie, in fact I like your dance and especially the dress lifting part, but what would mum say?”Now Swati looked scared and I thought she might burst out crying.“You can’t tell mum, please don’t tell her,” she pleaded leaning. Hermione reached up to gently massage Ron's balls, hoping to stir him back to life, unwilling for their lovemaking to end, and was rewarded when he soon began to rise to her challenge. She gripped him with her hand and began to pump his shaft, matching the rhythm of Harry's thrusts into her. The feeling of having control of both Ron's and Harry's most vulnerable parts was exhilarating to Hermione and she began to feel herself climaxing almost at once, causing her to squeeze her muscles tightly. My eyes darted up to see Zack standing in the doorway with his jeans around his ankles, Cassie slowly inching her mouth around our brothers sizable cock. They were getting off to what mom was doing to me. Mom suddenly spun me around to face her, pushing me up against the counter top, and knelt down in front of me. Suddenly, I could feel the heat of moms breath on my clit as she brought her tongue up and parted my pussy lips with a quick flick of her tongue. The sensation was so new and intense. "Just look what they're doing to poor Angela this time!" hissed Doris."Never mind that!. That oaf Farr left his cabin door unlocked. I suppose he's so excited about punishing poor Angela, he's getting careless! You start a diversion, Marcella! Doris! Come with me!"The other two disappeared and Busty, Fun Loving Marcella was left alone to start a diversion. The three had managed to collect a few useful tools in the last few weeks, directed by Angela, between whippings, and they were doubtless.