I am your new Mistress.”“Excuse me?” she asked.Ignoring her, I snapped my fingers and Lauren crawled off the bed, without a word, dropped to her...knees and knelt at my feet.“What is going on here?” the dignified and startled mother asked.“Slut, tell her who owns you,” I instructed, copying Olivia’s earlier words used on my mother.Without looking up, she answered, “You do, Mistress.”“Look at the other slut when answering,” I demanded.“How dare you?” Katrina’s mom said, standing up.“Sit down,. Yes. You can call that a sex.Me: But how?Pari: Wait. Let me show you.She wore just a t-shirt and a half trouser when she started the chat. When she started the seduction part, she placed her toned legs in front of the webcam. Then, she slowly removed her trouser and exposed her hot thighs and legs.Although she had her panties on, I had my boner. Slowly, she pulled up her t-shirt and bent a bit to expose her cleavage. That looked sexy as well. But she did not remove it. When I asked her to take. Brother Bob had received a full report from Kathy on the previous night. She had called him as soon as Linda had left. Now he was softly talking to her but it seemed distant, like the after effect of the wine. Then she heard the familiar words, "Time to rest Linda."She relaxed and her eyes closed slowly, just the hint of a smile at her lips. Brother Bob asked if she were ready to explore with him, the next level of the chapel... she felt a strange rosy glow over her and she smiled at him. The voice sounded very much like my Mom's. I rushed out of the den, heard my father call sharply for me to come back, but it wasn't until I got halfway up the staircase that my feet pulled me to a stop. My face must have looked silly with me standing there as right away I realised the sound and voice of my Mom actually meant. How stupid I must have felt when I should have recognised what my Mom's cries meant right away – that right there and then, in my parent's room, my Mom was getting banged.