Holding onto the base now I started rocking on it, wanting it to go as far up my over stretched hole as I could. Look in the mirror you said, and wat...h yourself fuck it…….you said it was a beautiful sight and it was. My pink lips were stretched around the width of the black monster dildo, and it looked magnificent especially knowing you could see everything so clearly. Opening myself wider I felt it push higher into me as I got closer to the little clitty vibrator. Holding it against my. She replied back, “Do you need to vent like the last time you were here?” followed by a winking emoji. Again I was somewhat embarrassed but I told her, “Yeah something like that lol”. She told me it was a perfect time as Katie was away at her cousin’s house and probably wouldn’t be home until late that night. I said, “PERFECT” and told her I’d get ready and head right over.I caught an Uber over to her place and texted her when I was a few minutes away. She told me the door was unlocked and I. But I instinctually freak, yelling like “Mom, what the fuck, look away”, all of that, and after like a minute she replies with “Sorry, I had to get my debit card” really casually.Alright, still – pretty normal story albeit with a weird addition. But after this, I don’t know, it feels like something changed. She came home and I thought there’d be no mention of it, but the first thing she asked was, “Have a good time while I was out?” with a little grin and then hugged me a little.That’s not too. We were in the storage area of the shop and the boxes were neatly stacked along each wall. My body was still flushed from being dragged across the parking area. My embarrassment was at intensity where it actually made my sex ache from the fear/excitement. Marsha clipped and locked the leash onto a rack of supplies and went out into the store. I heard an exclamation of greeting then hushed voices. They talked for awhile, Marsha and the woman from the store. It seemed to take forever and I.