Halfway through, Drew had a great idea. Since he had access to my mum’s phone, why not switch on the feed’s from the front and back cameras on her...phone and see if we could get any interesting footage by chance. It turned out to be a stroke of genius. Since my mum’s clutch was clear, her phone’s two cameras could record everything and we had turned on the video at the perfect moment. The clutch must have been on a ledge in the toilet cubicle, giving us a superb full view of my mum on her knees. She slid up beside me, kissed me, and said, "Make love to me."I looked at her for a moment, "It's not that simple. I could ruin you for your husband. You would feel a real orgasm and likely never get one from him unless he gets lucky once in a while." I am going to find out one way or another. I have been talking to a lesbian on-line that would do me for $100." That is probably where you will find the bad sex I talked about and possibly diseases. Good lesbians are in it to have good sex and try. The kitchen was cleaned up, thedishwasher loaded and then I stripped off my clothes and took a shower.Even after my shower, I still felt dirty. I put on my nightie andcrawled into bed with mixed feelings.Chapter 4Sunday was a peaceful day, I merely served as her maid, with no sexualduties required. On Monday Mary went back to work and I did the laundry,taking care to starch and iron my blouses and aprons. I hand washed mybra's due to their lacy trim. Tuesday and Wednesday I vacuumed the. ”The Incubus moved around her and traced his fingers across her lips. She moaned softly in response. The Incubus then began slide his fingers downwards. Down through her now heaving breasts as her breathing quickened. Now across her stomach which tightened to the touch of his fingers. Down to her panties. She let out a gasp as fingers slid down between her legs and traced the outline of her vulva.His eyes met hers again and, once again, without a word being spoken, she slid her hands.