Then she gave the answer I was dreaming of.“I am the one who feels guilty for not doing it then. If I had known about your circumstances I would hav.... You were always my favourite among Ken’s friends. Always very polite and courteous.”Then the killer line.“If ever you need a hug again just open your arms.”I smiled and tried looking away before telling her that she shouldn’t tease as I would hug her all day if I thought she meant it. She immediately told me that she was serious and bearing in. The next night we were watching TV (Sean was in bed and it was later at night, he's a couple years younger). I think I was just barely in high school at this time. My mom started going inside my dad's pants again, but this time watched me, looking right at me to see if I was watching her. I was soooo embarrassed, I don't know why. But she was stroking him and I knew he was big, I could see it.Finally, my mom said to me, "Sasha, come on over and watch. Maybe it is time you learned a little about. I stride up to the top floor; grab some jewelry out of the master bathroom, and some cash from the master bedroom, and head downstairs, just as I’m about to put my snack-filled jean-jacket back on I hear the noises getting louder, she’s mewing, and then small moans of “yes, Yes, yes, yes, yes.” I peer around the corner one last time to see her slamming her pussy with a dildo and violently cumming, beginning to thrash her hips up and her head back: “YES! Oh Yes! Oh fuck yes! Oh, FUCK! ahhhh…”. Yeah..." I say blushing, though my thoughts are much morefocussed on Mistress Thorne the Pirate... who wants to date me! I squirma little and feel my cock rise a little at the thought which makesLucille giggle..."Oh my.. we'd better get you to bed Angel, before you have an accident,now come here and let's get you dressed."Instead of my usual hold up stockings, there are a pastel pink pair thatonly just go over my knee, fastened with a ribbon and with a frilly top.Then comes the nightdress,.