I put my hands out to catch myself as gravity and passion put me into his desired position. He stepped onto my ass with one foot, pushing my panties a...ound. My hips went on autopilot, rolling my ass around against his grain. I felt a sudden warmth that grew quickly cold just above my pussy. He grabbed me on either side of my lower back as he got onto his knees as well. His cock connected with my panties, pushing against the silk and moving up to spread his spit south. He added more. “Fuck, you. My heart was pounding. My hands were shaking in anticipation, which made it feel fantastic actually - it was like a vibrator! I had not even put it in my ass yet and it was making me so hard I couldn’t stand it. I applied some gentle pressure - and waited. Slowly I turned the dildo from side to side and slowly it went a little ways into my ass. It was amazing. But it stopped and wouldn’t go further. I gently continued to push it in and out - just about an inch - only the head of. A few minutes later mom walked in my room wearing nothing but a tight tee shirt and white cotten panties. She shut off the light as she came in the room. "Matt, I loved your response to my baggie note the other day. I spent most of that night fucking myself with dildos hoping you would come in the room. I even fell asleep wearing those same cummy pantyhose. You are such a naughty boy.". With that she pulled back my covers to discover my raging hardon. "Son this is between us. Not a word. We are not to be disturbed for several hours. See to it, please."To my disappointment, she caught up on old times with him in his room, which had no secret passage outside it, nor any peephole into it. When they finally emerged, both displayed signs of deep fatigue, and one of Her Ladyship's buttons had come undone somehow. I sighed, knowing I had missed an important chapter in the history of Her Ladyship, the Countess of Haversham. None the less, I did my duty and informed her of the button..