I couldn’t believe that this was my conservative mother wearing miniskirts, short tight dresses, and low cut tube tops. To say I enjoyed the fashion...show would be an understatement. I was forced to cover my crotch with a pillow or risk revealing my throbbing erection.Later that night I snuck upstairs to spy on my mother as usual. I was peeking through the door as she sat at her vanity doing her nightly ritual when I saw her look directly at me. I quickly backed up into the dark hallway, but I. Let me ask you this. Do you feel embarrassed being naked with me?”“No.”“Would you feel embarrassed being naked with, say, a random boy at school?”After some thought, Amelia answered. “I think I understand.” She pondered it a while longer. “Okay. Let’s do it together sometime.” Glancing up at me, she groped the lump in my jeans. “Are you really horny?”“Are you really sore?”“Yeah. But maybe...” Her hand moved. She rubbed me before reaching for the button. A slight struggle and it popped open. She. She and Jane had arranged that they would meet there as Jane had class and she told her mother that she would go straight after her last class finished.Marie did not know whether to be relieved or nervous because she did not know how she would feel about entering the room where she had faced such humiliation recently. As she walked through the entrance to the hotel, she felt mixed emotions flood her mind. First, she remembered the way that Brad and Hiroshi had watched as many men had cum on. I snapped out of it and inched closer to him. He put his legs on my shoulders. But I told him to hold his own legs. I pulled him in and the angle just wasnt quite right. His cage limped around uselessly as I maneuvered him. There we go. My cock edged inside him it was only about half way when tried to kiss me. I leant in to kiss him too but my stomach felt the cold steel of his chastity cage I remembered. This guy was the type of guy to fight the matriarch. Who knows what he would have done to.