She couldn't stand up, but she did manage to raise her body just enough for her hand to hit the space bar on her keyboard. The video stopped playing, ...nd Riley crashed back down onto the floor. There she lied, the vibrator stlil buzzing next to her, the two toys still caught inside. Her chest was the only thing that was moving, everything else was compeltely tired out - or, better: asleep. I waited for fifteen minutes, but when I peeked through my door again, she still hadn't moved an inch. I. She could barely wrap her tiny little hand around it. She clearly didn’t know what she was doing, so I gently wrapped my own hand around hers and began to slowly stroke. I started telling her what to do and giving her directions. She followed them eagerly, and she learned fast.Haley began to stroke the shaft and the head. With some direction, she started to work on my balls as well. In no time at all she learned what worked well and what didn’t. I lifted my head, put my arm back around her and. Oh God! It came so suddenly and with such speed that it could not be credited to such a slight frame. In shock, I actually peed myself. Not much, but enough to add to my embarrassment and totally take the wind out of my sails. I also began crying mostly in shock. I had never seen my mother so angry, and she had never slapped me in anger before. Over the years she had spanked me one or two times, mostly on my shoulder, and very rarely on my behind. Seconds ago, I had been in complete control.. She had one foot on the floor and the other on the armrest of the couch, with her free hand groping her breasts while the other hurriedly pumped the thing in and out of her pussy as she watched what was happening. She saw Elizabeth looking at her and returned her look with an encouraging smile. "How is it?"Such an open-ended question. Elizabeth didn't really feel up to trying to form a sentence right now.Annabelle refined her question. "Do you like it?" Yes," she said, then paused. "Yes!" she.