As such we take a lot of personal pictures and we keep them on our laptop. Nothing too unusual about that. I also have family come to stay a few time...a year and during one visit by my younger sister my husband noticed the 'recent documents' was full of some sexually explicit pictures of me and they had all been viewed after we had gone to bed but my sister was still awake. So he checks the logs and yep, she had spent the last few nights looking at photos of me and probably masturbating over. You can do it, Susan."Susan was torn. On the one hand, she was absolutely thrilled by the idea of stripping for her son. But on the other hand, she didn't want to be co-opted into assisting with any plan that put him in a submissive position. So she wavered. "I don't know. Maybe Angel should do it some more. She's obviously the best dancer here. Darling Angel of mine, I must say I'm so proud of you. I had no idea you're such a wonderfully talented dancer." She beamed to everyone, "Isn't she. I could part it different ways to wear it smooth and sleek hugging my head, or curly and soft. On occasion I used styling gel and combed it back behind my ears. I loved that bob haircut. I also went back to my natural hair color, a rich chocolate brown. I was ready to party and party I did. I hooked up with Mary and Dusty, twenty year old college students and we did the nightclub scene with a chauffeured stretch limo almost every night. I had the money and they knew where to go. Soon I was. Melissa is pulling and twisting and pinching her nipples; I can tell that she's desperate to rub her own pussy, but she obeys Tara and keep her hands at her nipples.We all continue our self-pleasure until Tara screams and gushes her juice over her hand, dripping all over and off onto the floor. That sets me off, and I rub my clit hard and fast, cumming with her. "Ahhhh," I scream.Melissa cries with frustration, only allowed to touch her nipples. I glance between her legs and see her dripping.