I didn't mean for you to see." I know," she said softly. "I know you love me." She frowned. "I mean I know you're trying to do the right thing, except...that I don't think it is the right thing. I thought what Chastity was doing with her father was gross and nasty, but I'm not so sure any more, because I know how I feel about you."She looked down at his fist again, and the head of his cock protruding from it."I think I know how my mother feels too ... maybe ... just a little bit." This is crazy!". I was still a virgin, so I don’t think you can be addicted to something you’ve never had, However, I was addicted to masterbating. There was no doubt about this. I rubbed my wet little slit several times a day.I realized suddenly that I really had to pee. After deleting the history from my laptop, I logged off and closed it, then began to pad down the hallway.I don’t think I would have heard it on a normal night; in fact, even if I had, I might have written it off. Tonight was different though,. Her red miniskirt had a red frilly lace tulle fringe under the hem; the top was cut to show her cleavage, as well as her tight, taut abdomen, all held together with a candy cane and bow. Four-inch patent leather black open toed heels held her up, while the mid-thigh red and white striped stockings were buckled with a belt, gift wrapping her legs. She topped it off with a red Santa shawl, fringed in white fur and tied with a ribbon. She looked like the sexiest Mrs. Claus you could imagine.She. I panicked and screamed, as luck, or not as the case maybe my step mom was home she came running to see what was going on. There I was with my now flaccid bloody cock in my hand looking very pale and sweaty. My step mom, Jean was very calm and told me to relax while she went and fetched something to clean me up. She returned with a bowl of water and some other bits and pieces, I was still in shock so didn't take much notice, she cleaned me up and took the bra away without saying a word, she.