She headed right for her bedroom and I went with her. She turned and collapsed backward onto her bed and her coat was once more entirely open. Again, ... had tremendous trouble keeping my eyes off her stunning body. I tossed her clothes and purse on the bed and then went into the bathroom. There I turned on the shower to let the water run hot. The master bath had an enormous, tiled shower stall: about eight feet long and five wide with shower heads at both ends. When the water was steaming I. ’‘or…?’‘you just better…’i start to feel my body, softly touching my clit with my left hand and slowly moving my right hand up to cup my breast. i squeeze it softly…then a little harder, avoiding my nipple. i love to tease myself, especially for katy, who is staring at my play seemingly in a suspended, dream state. she has gone there again, that internal place where her sense of pleasure takes over. my left hand comes up and joins the other one and i am squeezing both my breasts now, turning. I took a peek through the ventilation and I could see two legs on the bed but it was hairy, instantly I knew it was not my mom’s legs and even though I felt so angry on her and thought of leaving home but the sound of her moaning and she being so desperate for sex after divorce and all those thoughts and I thought of taking advantage of the scene. I ringed the calling bell and nobody answered for a minute and then I could hear my mom asking “AAra purath ?” .I said kannana and after one minute. I felt like I was flying, as satisfied as I have ever been. I sat up and looked around, checking my surroundings. There it was, the creature now molesting the tattoo girl. She was screaming in defiance as it was trying hard to subdue her. Ignoring the bonds around my arms and carefully traced through my vagina, I sneaked to the pair and knelt below the girl so that I was facing her wet pussy. I started to lick around it, slowly moving in, until I reached her clit again. By then she was aware.