Sara in charge.

You walk into your penthouse. The scene before you makes you wet. Sara is sitting on the sofa in some sort of black shiny catsuit. It is zipped down all the way allowing a blond girl to furiously lap at her pussy. She holds a riding crop threateningly in her right hand. Behind her is a shirtless young man, his head completely covered in a leather mask. Despite his leather pants you can still plainly see his erection.

You lick your lips. "How was your day Sara?"

"I had a blast mom."

"Who are your little playmates?"

"Remember I told you about the meanest girl in school? Well this is her, Heline."

Heline moves her head. "Mmpf."

*thwap*

The riding crop smacks Heline. "Did I say stop ****?"

Heline resumes licking. Sara continues, "Behind us is her boyfriend Peter, well I suppose ex-boyfriend. I've been making him stand there and listen for the last few hours. He is so ready."

You slide off your pin striped mini skirt and sit down across from Sara in the recliner. You slide a pair of fingers in your soaking slit.

"Would you like to play with my toys mom?"

"Not until I've heard about your day Sara."