He wrapped it around her hair, tying it deftly into a bow and then moving the bow so that it lay just above her left ear.The girl, sobs racking her fo...m, tried to hold still for him. She prayed silently through her tears, begging God to help her. When her captor moved away once more, she prayed that he would leave, that he would go away like he had before. Even sitting in the chair, cold, scared and having to pee was better than having his eyes on her body, the disgust he felt evident. It was. I blushed like a tomatoe, when I realized just how much it turned me on seeing my mom in this state.I squeezed my eyes close as I pulled my left hand back from my pussy and reached up towards my blouse, rubbing my hardened nipples. I breathed hard as I felt myself about to burst already.Just then, I heard the door slam behind. I spun around in an instant and saw my mother. I had completely forgotten the time.She stood there, not saying one word. She knew what I was doing and what had turned me. She just sort of freezes.Mom is out of her shorts and slowly takes off her panties. As she stands there she watches as I reach up under the girls shirt and slowly rub on her tiny breast. She has firm little mound and tiny nipples. She whimpers as my finger gently rubs her nipple in a circular motion. Whispering in her ear I ask “have you ever let a boy touch you like this?”. “No, I’ve never done anything with a boy before.” By this time Mom is naked in front of us. She’s no hard body but she’s. " "Thank you," I said. She served a wonderful seafood pasta dish, it was fabulous. After dinner we sat enjoying the music while we finished the Chardonnay. The alcohol had done its job, we were both quite relaxed. I gave Emma a hand clearing the dishes and when it was done, we went into the lounge room and took a seat. We were both nicely sedated. Emma put her empty glass down and snuggled up to me. We kissed and embraced for a few minutes before I said, "Em, remember last Sunday at the park.