Even though it wasn't yet five in the afternoon, I was hoping that she was asleep and wouldn't notice that I'd developed a hard on. With no room to mo...e away from her, it was trapped between us. She shifted a little and said, "Sorry, honey, but there isn't any more room."I was so freaked out, at this point. She was awake and could feel my hard-on! I knew that this was going to be a long night. "It's ok mom" I nervously said, "I'm gonna try to go to sleep". "Good idea, honey." she said as she. ” My mother swallowed. “She wants to have a private meeting with me.”Poor Mom. Everything I’d heard about her boss, a tyrant of a Russian woman, made me shiver.I followed Mom out to the car. Since Dad died, she had to be the breadwinner. She’d gotten a degree in computer technology and now run the servers or something for Ms. Petrov. She had to come in for emergencies like yesterday.I rubbed my hands, my gray skirt swaying about my thighs. It fell to my skirt. I had a pink blouse on, my round. I had a line on a house party in Houston's Memorial neighborhood and thought we could go there. On the way there I pointed out the Houston Arboretum and Memorial Park. She said she wanted to stop briefly to look around, being new to Houston and a total hippie free spirit. We parked the car and sat on the swing set to talk for a while. I took a chance a leaned in to kiss her at the slightest sign of a segue; she accepted it. Good, soulful, trusting kisser. When the kiss ended she looked in my. Sue found me, a drawstring bag dangling from one hand. We walked around to King’s kennel, he was waiting for us, eying me as we approached.Sue pressed me up against the bars, King taking advantage by licking me, his tongue rasping my pussy before slithering inside. Distracted by King’s tongue I wasn’t prepared for Sue’s evilness, she had opened the bag she carried and with a deft move, pressed the tip of a butt plug up between my thighs, forcing King’s tongue aside as she filled my pussy with.