I started imagining as if Emma was in my bedroom with me right then.I thought about how I would seduce or welcome her. I would put on my favorite spor...s bra and a racy G-string. I would start gyrating my body around the pole which stood in the middle of the room and smile at her. She would understand the deep down, primal instincts that I had in my mind. I would make her long for me so that she becomes frustrated and would exploit every bit of my submissive self."No toys tonight honey" I would. This was something that was private, something intended for them alone and not prying teenage eyes. I knew that, but a bigger part of me was mesmerized not only by the sight in front of me, but also by the swirl of emotions inside me. This was my mom. I knew she had had sex with another man recently, but I'd never seen it. I suddenly realized what she must have felt that night when she started to suck me only to stop when she tasted Cassie on me. I think I was intrigued, aroused, jealous .... Her voice resonates with control and power and I melt like butter. I place my hands and bend over as instructed. My ass is sticking straight out. The skin tight riding pants I have worn leave little doubt to anyone in the room that I have no panties underneath. This, of course, is by design. The male picks up the crop and strolls to my rear. The place is deadly quiet as he prepares the first strike. It lands with breath-taking precision. The feeling is like finding a lost love. The stinging. Josephine knew she'd be in no mood to go back to work on Monday.Looking over her shoulder, she took a look in the mirror mounted next to her closet, and liked what she saw. After thirty-eight years, Josephine knew, she still had IT. Maybe there were a few crow's feet starting to make their presence known about her eyes, and her butt was no longer tight enough to bounce a quarter off of, but she still had legs to die for, and her breasts, though small, still showed no signs of sagging. She.