I was positively burning with shame now. I could feel it in the coolness of my tears, wetting the reddened skin of my hot cheeks, in how the tips of m... ears hurt, set aflame by my sins.“Yes…”“Did he make you cum?”“What?”“Did he make you cum, Emma?” He asked again, louder. “When he rubbed your clit through your pants, did he got you excited enough to finish?”His question shocked me.His serious expression scared me.His possible reaction to the truth terrified me, but I had never lied to James. I saw her hands come round onto mum's pussy, one finger joining my tongue inside mum and another finger strumming her clitoris like a guitarist"Oh you fucking bitch" mum groaned, "You're making me cum"Sarah giggled and I felt a finger squirming beneath my chin, a scream from mum announced the arrival of the said finger in her anus and she screamed out her orgasm as she flooded my mouth with a combination of piss and cream!She rolled off me and lay on the grass beside me, legs splayed out. At the same time my tummy was doing cartwheels, and my restricted erection throbbed beneath my sheer panties, as I anticipated the avenues that may lead from here. I took a deep breath, and began a nonchalant mince into the kitchen, swinging my hips to allow my short black skirt maximum movement, so as to reveal my stocking tops. I had rehearsed my reaction, but nothing could prepare me for the shock I received, for as I breezed through the door from the utility room I was greeted by two. He froze, dick in hand, with the look of a deer caught in the headlights! I walked up to him fascinated and more than a little turned on by the scene. Billy was ready to cry and thought I was going to hit him or something. I told him it was OK that all guys jacked off and that he should know that. He asked if I jacked off and I told him of course I did. I dropped my pants and pulled down my shorts revealing my nearly erect cock. Neither of our cocks would have made Playgirl – we were each.