She gets unexpected help.

All of a sudden, a pair of soft hands grab you. One arm goes under your chin and the other goes around the side, gripping the other arm. Someone is putting you in a sleeper hold!

"Stop fucking her," she says.

You stop thrusting, but don't pull out just yet.

"Good. Now, we're going to slowly step backwards. You're going to pull your dick out of this young lady. Understood."

"Yes," you reply softly, due to the hold around your throat.

Both of you move backwards towards the wall. Your dick emerges from Dharma's tight cunt. Both of you stop when you're fully-removed from her.

"Good, boy. Now then, I'm going to slowly let go of you. When I do so, you're going to sit on the bed next to Dharma over there and explain to me what you were doing."

"Okay," you reply, not having a lot of choice.

True to her word, she lets go of the hold and you walk over to the bed. Dharma pats the cushion of the bed sarcastically as you approach. You sit down next to her, finally turning and seeing the woman behind these turn of events.

She's the spitting image of Dharma, only older, wiser and a little bit taller. She has long, black hair. She has clearly let it down for the night, as you can see parts of it resisting this new position. The woman is dressed in a sexy, little black dress. Was she going for a night out on the town?

"This is probably a silly question," you say, "But are you..."

"Dharma's mother- yes. My name is Anjali," she replies, "So..."

"Right. Well, your daughter and her friends took my clothes and locked them outside. They told me that the only way to get the key was to..."

"Screw them- I know. They play this game about once a month. I'm usually left cleaning up the mess made by it."

She must own the house that they live in. If you had gotten farther, you bet that you would have found her room eventually.

"So what are you doing here," you ask curiously.

"It's simple," Anjali says, "I'm joining in."

"Yea," Dharma says with a giggle, "I'm so happy. You want your turn with now?"