I spanked mybuttocks twice lightly and I was beginning to bite my lips in pleasurewhen I saw Mistress leaning on the wall, her arms under her breasts,...ooking at me. I was frozen like that, the light of the sun coming downon me, my spankable derriere turned towards the mirror and she wasabsolutely drinking me with her eyes. It was so intense that I did not knew what to do, I was red with shameand concealed pleasure but she was just sitting there and looking at me.My legs folded under me, and I. It was at this point that she was reminded of Ranger,Nancy and Albert’s dog. Ranger was a mix between a Dalmatian and a Great Dane.He stood 3 feet tall and was almost completely greyexcept for two black patches that surrounded his eyeslike a mask. Thus came his name, Ranger, short for TheLone Ranger.Katy had forgotten about Ranger since she hadn’t seenhim since before dinner. Ranger kept barking away atsomething. Katy lived in a good neighborhood so shedidn’t think it could be. I couldn't help but moan loudly as i watched her slide her finger inside her bush and spread her juices, pinching slightly at her clit. I stopped talking in sentences soon after this because my pussy was screaming and she kept moaning and panting. Finally I dipped a finger deep into my pussy and watched as she did the same. I showed her how I like to dip my middle finger and pointer once I've opened up a bit more and circle my clit with my thumb all at the same time. By this time, we were both. My body tottering before it fell into the ravine of my orgasm. "Mom, you ok". Dam had woken. I couldn't speak, I tried to say yes but I think I just grunted. "Oh shit, sorry Mom" Dan was looking down the bed, the covers barely pulled up to our waists. He had realised where his hand was, pulling it away his finger rubbing my clit. I turned away from him. Mainly to hide my frustration of not being able to cum, but also to hide my annoyance at allowing the situation progress to where it did. There.