She wanted to be sure we knew that she was masturbating while we were in the bathroom talking. Sandy said nothing, but sat with her legs primly togeth...r. I imagined her as I had seen her so many times sitting in a blouse and short skirt with her legs in the same modest position. I was realizing that I would never really be able to look at her the same way in the future, when Susan spoke to her again. "Did you want us to see you masturbating Sandra?" "Yes," she said in a low urgent voice, thick. What could she do? He was right; she couldn't go running out there. She would never be able to explain to them what she doing there with Mohan.She was trapped and there was nothing she could do about it, but stay behind that door and wait until they left.Tears began to stream down her cheeks as she heard the unmistakable sounds of kissing and the rustle of material against material accompanied by Archana's soft laughter, as she realized with a jolt that they were actually going to make love. She had walked out of scene a few months earlier and he had heard she was a bit of a head case.But she was smiling and laughing when she walked in and greeted the hairstylist/makeup artist with a kiss on the cheek. Derrick offered the woman a cup of coffee, which she gratefully accepted, then Sahara and the other girl peeled off and sat down unobtrusively in the back."Look at this, 15 minutes early!" Ben said. "Welcome to Daystar Studios. I'm Ben Benedict. I'm glad you're both here and looking. No not really! But I can tell by the reaction of your cock that the idea excites you too." She lifted the blanket that was over us saying, "Look how hard your cock has become!" I looked down to realize that my dick was at full erection, all 10 and ½ inches sticking straight out and nestled in my mother's crotch. She reached down between her legs where my dickhead was protruding and began rubbing my shaft. "Baby, you are as hard as a rock. So you really like the idea of knocking me up, getting.