She spoke with Henry quietly for a moment and then she climbed on the bed and in doing so, I could see that she had nothing on underneath the dress. W...en she rose up on her knees, I could see that she had a flogger in her hand and my eyes widened. She moved closer and ran the flogger over my skin; my arms, my breasts, my belly. She pushed it between my legs, rubbing my pussy with it. Then I felt the sting of a flogger on my ass; Henry had literally beaten her to it. I could hear the whir of the. Finally she swallowed. "How was it?" Dan asked. "Not bad," Mom smiled. She got up, her ass still hanging out of her panties. I noticed that her panties were drenched. Also, there were drops of cum on her chest, just over the neckline of her camisole. "Mom, there's some cum on your chest," I said. "Oh," she said, then she scooped it with her index finger and sucked it into her mouth. "Better not waste my baby boys' precious seed," she said, laughing. "Maybe you need a bath," Dan said. "Yes," Mom. But more than that, he loved the occasional glimpse of Mrs. Rubin that he would see when she was walking around her bedroom in her negligee, or sometimes in a bra and panties.Because Nicholas’ parents hardly ever let him use the internet, he had to go through the urges of puberty using whatever he could. Most times, that meant stealing one of his mother’s clothing magazines or sale papers and looking at the women’s lingerie and underwear sections. He first learned how to masturbate to a store’s. I could see that there was already a damp patch around the crotch. She let Matt pull the shorts down her legs, and teasingly pushed her knees together as he tossed her shorts onto the bed.Matt put his hands on her knees, and gently pulled her legs apart. Sighing, she settled herself down on the bed as he began to kiss up her thighs, stroking her legs. She began to writhe on the bed, holding her breath as Matt’s lips slid over the most sensitive part of her inner thighs. They reached the bulge.