Her platinum-blonde hair fell loose about her shoulders. She wore a white nightgown, her large bosom swelling the front. Ruffled laces decorated the n...ckline and brushed the bottom of her chin as she walked in.“Oh, I see,” she said, her voice speaking with a refined diction. “Did you two have hysterics that needed to be cured?”I blushed while Tabitha said, “Yes, Prefect. Etta and I both were in a frightful state, our bellies full of flutters, and that itch had settled in our nethers. We. I had come up with this master plan of gradually wearing down her defenses but, she was circumventing my plans and getting down to mutual masturbation way in advance of my time table! God! My mother is so fucking cool! For the rest of the movie she played with her clit. She never once inserted the vibrator inside her pussy! I finally came. I shot my load al over my chest. The only physical contact she made with me was to take a towel and clean me up. I tried to touch her leg while she stood. Was it the excitement of seeing and hearing a woman enjoying a raw, beautiful fuck from a stud? sure it was! Was it seeing a guys big cock ramming in and out of a chicks tight ass? you bet! and was it the glorious sight of a mans jism all over her face at the end? Err.... yes!I was obviously relating to the stud in the skin flick, beating my meat to the hot action wishing it was me nailing that ass ... or was I?It began to dawn on me that I actually liked some of the cocks that I was watching. I tried pointing at my bladder, meaning that I wanted to pee but that sent the wrong message as well but what could I do? I was wearing a chastity belt. I couldn’t fuck him if I wanted to. I won’t deny that I did want to, but there was no way. I went back to the blowjobs and tit jobs and kept working to keep him on the edge. I just had to pee; I should have gone before all this started. There was no way I was going to let it go all over the carpet because I’d never get it cleaned before hubby.