Today she is lucky!

“Honey what would you like to do? Isn't a cell phone enough for you?” Kelsey continued to give pleasure to a Selena who seemed to be under the influence of some narcotic, but every now and then she would glance at her daughter in the armchair.

Tracy thought about it for a moment then decided to be honest in giving her answer, “Mom I am envious of your relationship that's why I would like Renee here now to make her feel the same way. I am convinced that if she saw her mother like this she would be convinced to let go! But there is a code to be entered here.”

“You wanted to call her here by deception I see...” Kelsey stopped masturbating her friend's vagina and with both hands focused only on her exposed clitoris.

“Selena will you give me your cell phone password? We want to call your daughter to explain to her that what we are doing to you is not wrong.”

It took Mrs. Beaucorp some time to understand what was being asked. Kelsey kept massaging her clitoris, and repeating near her ear their intentions. Her personality that of a mother and lawyer was reasoning at a frightening speed and was appalled by the Cunningham family's proposal, but her younger self was mediating. After all, she was pointing out to her, that she too had started out as her daughter, if the relationship on turned into one similar to the one she had had with Kelsey probably Tracy and Renee would also become friends.

Selena was debating, her friend was explaining to her the possible merits and demerits of a friendship like theirs if it had extended to their daughters it would have been better! Indeed, if their daughters' relationship had evolved as theirs had, Tracy would have stopped being a bully. Through it all, not for a single moment had Kelsey's hands stopped working only on her clitoris, thus leaving her friend suspended in a limbo of suspended pleasure. Tracy noticed how her mother was a real manipulator, but she could not figure out if she really liked Renee's mother or if it was just a case of Mistress-**** where, however, one treated each other as friends and with tenderness, because her mother's face did not appear to her to be that of a mistress at all! However eventually after a lapse of time where Kelsey put her own spin on it eventually Selena relented and enunciated the password to unlock her cell phone. When this happened Mrs. Cunningham with one hand gave loving pats on her friend's head.

“Good girl that's the way to do it! You did good now I'll come back and massage your vagina as a reward!”

Selena moaned in response and snuggled even better on her friend's body. Tracy could not believe her eyes, she was continuing to take it all in and with her other hand she entered the code, finally she was in. She went to the messaging app and looked for the chat with her daughter, took a moment to try to absorb how the mother was writing to her daughter and wrote back.

[Hi sweetie pie, I'm at the Cunningham's come over as soon as possible I need you!]

After a few moments Renee replied [Mom what did you go to do. Oof I'm coming even though I told you not to do anything, give me ten minutes and I'm there I was hanging out with Zeke I'll get a ride].

Tracy slyly replied [Don't worry the time to come we'll already be home and you won't notice the time passing!]

[All right, all right I'm coming].

As the plan was being hatched Selena could take it no longer and returned to squirting, not as powerfully as before, but she still had an abundant response, all thanks to the skilled hands and massage that her old friend's hands had provided. Selena was really full of happiness, she knew and understood that any moment now her daughter was coming, but at the moment the only coherent thought she could do was that she would help her become friends with her former Bulla by evolving their relationship as it had later become at school the one with her current trusted masseuse.

“Are you all right Selena? Are you okay, in fact are you better?”

“Yes... gra-thank you...” replied Mrs. Beaucorps, stumbling because she was emotionally tried. “I'm -- I'm sorry we're -- we're lost. To-get lost with the...eeeh Time.”

“Come on don't try too hard you're still rehearsed, the intense emotions of today would have exhausted everyone, you've been a good girl, as always. Now just lie here in a little while we'll have visitors and you won't be alone anymore.”

Tracy's mother got up and very gently laid her friend a little on her now wet jacket and a little on the carpet gently stroking her head. Tracy watched the whole thing in disbelief and saw that her mother put the same affection into it as she had with her. She wondered what kind of relationship theirs was and how much complicity there was, also because Mrs. Beaucorp had not protested at all in fact her mother had even persuaded her not only to be filmed but to reveal to her the password number to get the **** Redhead here.

“Mom, is she asleep?”

“I don't know dear, she's certainly so relaxed that I think if she was asleep it would wake her up just the cannonballs. Tell me now what would you like to do as soon as her daughter arrives?”

“I'm going to do the same thing to her as you did, but will you help me?” asked Tracy in a pleading tone, trying to make googly eyes like when she wanted something at the supermarket as a child, her mother laughed and said, “We'll evaluate together as soon as she arrives....”

With that said, Mrs. Cunningham returned to her friend and knelt down by her head, and noticed that indeed Selena had dozed off. She began to gently stroke his head.