I thought the best thing to do would be to make some movement so as to be seen as innocent if she awoke. I stood looking down at her before sitting on...the edge of the sofa at her legs. Purposely making movement. I said, “You sleeping, Mom?” As I covered her with the blanket. No movement or sound from Mom. She just breathed evenly and deeply. Her robe was a little apart at the top and I could see almost all of her right breast, it looked magnificent to me, the 12 year old. But as I said, I was. Then he began fucking her with his tongue, lapping up the juices that flowed from her."Oh! Stop! Oh! Oh!" she begged, but she knew it came out sounding more like a moan.Pausing, Hungry commented, "Wow! You like this, don't you?" Uh, no! I don't' like it! My husband..." Yeah, what about your husband?" I, uhm, he..." Shut up and enjoy it, bitch!" Hungry demanded and buried his face in her crotch once again.He resumed fucking her cunt with his tongue. She could feel her pussy juice flowing,. I focussed on my erection and knew it had stayed stiff. Even so my erection stiffened further with Cindy’s touch. . It was the soft touch after the pain that so aroused me. Her hand left my bottom. A few moments later and the cane bit in to my bottom again. The cane again bit into me after a few moments more and again a few moments later. I savoured the cane strokes. I didn’t need to speak. The pain engulfed me as my erection stiffened. Pain and pleasure. Just as I had hoped. I reckoned Cindy. "Put them on."Then she was tugging down on my boxers, and she was putting my feetthrough the leg-holes of the panties. She pulled them up. "Lift yourass," she said.I did. And I was wearing panties. It felt...familiar.They were cool and smooth, and they embraced me with a gentle hug. Mollyran her fingernails over my cock, and it stirred underneath the panties.I looked down, but I couldn't see much. Still, I knew there were there.She cupped my ass and squeezed. She kissed down my stomach. She.