It seemed every night I would fantasize about her. All the bad sexual things I would do to my own mother. Then one night she had hopped in the shower ...fter a long hard day of work and I took that opportunity to go to my room and rub a quick one out. To my suprise my mother had left the bathroom with the shower on to grab some clothes and she walked right pass my room while I was in a mid jerk off session. She glimpsed then quickly walked pass, I immediately felt my face go red as I quickly. I began squeezing my tits, paying much attention to my hard nipples. My hands began to wander down my body, rubbing my flat stomach, until they got down to my thighs. I started to rub my inner thighs until I couldn't resist anymore and started rubbing my clit. I let out a soft moan as just the touch of my fingers brought me great pleasure. My left hand still kneading my tits my right hand continued playing with my pussy. I couldn't take it anymore and shoved two fingers into my soaked pussy. I. I was tipsy but not overly drunk so just relaxed thinking whats the worst that could happen,it was a first for me to be dancing with mads like this and having so much attention lavished on the way i move well it must of made my brain block out everything else. Im 5"4 pale skinned, wit blondeshoulder length hair and nicely built body, wearing a size 6-8 dress, anyway these men were quite interested in us somhow im not even sure how, but i was getting fingered against a wall while everyone was. I found no pipe organ, but I did find a powerful, high-quality speaker tucked away behind an extensive collection of Hammer Studio horror VHS tapes in a rear bedroom. Even a shamus like myself was stumped. I returned to share my investigation with my paramour, only to see her walking out the door."The rain has stopped and this place gives me the creeps, so I'm going fishing," she informed, wriggling her butt like a worm on a hook."Red Lobster or Long John Silver's?" I inquired... the door.