I mean, y don’t you masturbate while I do”. “ No..i am your mother and I shouldn’t be doing such things in front of u”she said. “ But mom ...ou have done so much so what is the big issue in doing that”. She laughed and said “Why don’t you tell me that you want to see your mother masturbate”. I laughed and said “Mom, you can take it that way too”. She began saying “ So you are not going to let me alone and I don’t find any other way as u have excited all my senses andI don’t know whether what we. My mental turmoil increased as Robyn stood and stepped into a black leather harness.My finger hovered over the off switch as she tightened the straps, a long pink dildo now firmly wedded to her cunt.I watched spellbound as my daughter took her lover.I watched as she stepped forward, her hands moving to caress the dark girl’s pale cheeks.I watched as my daughter’s fingers slipped into the wet folds of another woman eliciting another torrent of moans and groans from the girl.I watched as my. How many girls this time, darling? Three? Four?" Just the one today," I assured her.She looked at me in mock concern. "Only one? Darling, you're slipping. Maybe the stuff is wearing off."I promised to show her after work whether it was wearing off.I got to the flat ten minutes before I had told Yvonne to arrive but she was waiting outside in the street. She was clearly overjoyed to see me but also deeply confused about what was going on. I hurried her inside and into Fran's bedroom, where she. Donna enjoyed watching Mistress wield the whippy striating rattan instrument across my helpless bared bottom. My attempts to twist and writhe against my restraints as I received the cane always excited her. I saw it in her eyes as she stood before me with arms folded and a saucy expression on her face. My involuntary shouts every time Mistress whipped the cane across my bottom were sweet music to her. Donna occasionally got disciplined by Mistress. She had to raise her skirt and tuck it under.