I did. She told me that I shouldn't be embarrassed when someone sees me playing with my pussy. She ten told me that I looked so beautiful as I was abo...t to cum. She then put her hand between my legs and said that I was ringing wet. She started rubbing my pussy. Within seconds I went from being weirded out to being in ecstasy. I started kissing my mom passionately. Our tongues touched. My hands went down her pants and started playing with her wet pussy.After a few minutes she took off her. So many, she could not count. Each one of them either already nude or on their way there. She stepped up onto a short stage in the middle, a felt tarp under her as she lay down. Her eyes drifted from one man to the next with her body growing warmer and warmer by the second.Her eyes slitted closed, watching the scene before her. Her fingers traced over the delicate curves of her body, imagining the sensations she would be experiencing in just a few short moments. She reached down, finding her. They refused me a flat, apparently me and the baby don’t rate anything more than a bedsit.”“Oh!” Morgan knew it would come. “Have they given you a moving date?”“No not yet, not until the baby is born. Have a guess who the housing officer was that signed the letter.”“I, I don’t know, I don’t think I know anyone who works there.”“Graham’s mum. She’s responsible for my case, that’s why I’ll never get anywhere.” Susan was crying again.Morgan moved over and sat beside Susan, he gently pulled her. .. but she's a prisoner in her own mind."Gina spins around, eyes wide and staring."He was never able to take her as a slave, but he managed to keep her quiet. Stephanie sits in ... i-in a horrible little cage with Victor still--" She's just like me!"Cassie falls silent."Don't you get it? We're both trapped. We're both prisoners inside ourselves. But she has a life. She has something to go back to if she ever gets free. I don't. If ... if I could link to her somehow ... if I could get Gina's.