Again we fell into a comfortable silence."We love you." I hugged her even tighter in response. "You don't regret it do you?" came softly from her a mi...ute or two later. I knew exactly what 'it' she was talking about."I don't know." And I didn't. I leaned my head against hers. And couldn't help but inhale the scent that was unmistakably Caitlyn."It was so weird. When the doctor pushed it up into me. I didn't know what to think." There was a sad regret in her voice.What could I say?"I was trying. ”She was backed into a corner once again. “Fine, I will, but not with the camera on.”I didn’t feel like arguing over it, I just wanted her to hurry up and do it. I stopped the recording and put the video camera in one of my desk drawers (somewhere that it wouldn’t be easy for her to grab if she wanted to). “There, no camera. Now let me see that skanky pussy of yours.”“You honestly have no idea how sick you are, do you?”I just gave her another one of my big shit-eating grins in response.Mom. He began to stroke up and down quickly telling my mom " there it go gurl".My mom was almost in a panic moaning and screaming loadly.She let out a scream "OH MY GOD!!!!"I began to think should I go in there and rescue her?Is it just too much for her.My stomach was burning with knots but on the other hand it was the hottest fucking thing I had ever seen. Yea being the age I was who had witnessed this?Just then my mom with her foot against his chest pushed him off!! She laid rubbing her pussy out. She wore a three quarter sleeve blue and pink chiffon dress which had a slightly fitted bodice, with buttons that stopped at her waist. A blue and pink sash tied like a belt around her waist and the fitted bodice gave way to an ankle length flowing skirt. The dress was light and summery, yet it wasn't in anyway see through. Fatima wore a matching pink and blue push up bra which allowed her breasts to nicely define the front of the blouse but it still remained modest and decent for a Muslim.