No one suspected a thing! Now here's the fantasy. One day we're sitting in the room listening to the story. Seth whispers to me that he has to use...the bathroom. I ask the grade leader if I can take him down and she says yes. We're walking down to the bathrooms and he's holding my hand. He walks into the bathroom, but he comes right back out. "Done already?" I ask "No." He replies, "My zipper's stuck!" "All right, I'll help you." I look up and down the hall to make sure no one. But this time when she got to my hard cock,Mommy began breathing heavily. Something else she had never done before.Stepping close,she cupped my balls in her left hand,gently squeezing them,and then she began to slowly stroke my cock back and forth,as she washed it.Again,this was something new and I began to tremble. Turning me around,Mommy then lathered up the crack of my ass. She was washing my asshole with her fingertips and tickling my ball sack with her fingernails."Mommy? You need to stop. "I can see that she must have been really embarrassed. I'm only your daughter, Mom; I wouldn't judge you just as you would absolutely return the favor. You didn't judge me when I just admitted that I think of myself as bisexual, it is what it is, nothing more and nothing less," I explained before I headed to my room.I went in and shut the door. Then I dropped the towel and lied down on my bed. I closed my eyes and smirked too. I felt happy and just ready to please myself. I wasted no time to. By now our driver was fully engaged and spending more time looking in the rearview mirror than the road. Sally reached back and, undoing her bra, gave our driver a big smile and a little hand wave signalling that his attention was appreciated. Boots off and on the floor I undid her skirt and in one motion pulled it and her pantyhose down around her ankles and onto the seat. As we stopped for a light our driver, a very personable young Black man, turned around for a good look. He got a pleasant.