Are you kidding me? Of course you're good with your Mom in just a Bra.

"Of course!" you blurt out, completely losing your mind. OH FUCK, you are so HORNY, SHIT, if she continues this... "It's your bedroom! You can do anything you want in it!"

"Oh, thank you SO much," Mom says, rolling her knee into your crotch back and forth, making your toes curl, as she pulls your face right into her cleavage with a warm hug. SHIT! You feel yourself rising to your peak. FUCK, what NOW??? "You are just the best daughter a mother could have, you know that! Just the most wonderful, best--"

"I HAVE TO GO!"

You jump up, roughly push Mom aside and run out into the corridor.

[Mom reaches for her phone and quickly texts "goose cooked, ready to pop" to Dawn.

Oh Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul... she mutters to herself. Your goose really is cooked, isn't she?

What Mom hadn't realized is how turned on she would be! The whole scene had been SO HOT. Remembering her instructions from DAVE (if you ever find yourself excited, you must--) she reaches into her nightstand and pulls out the vibrator, quickly edging her self almost to the point of orgasm, then pausing and resuming several times - DAVE's explicit instructions - before she can feel that she's approaching the point of no-return when she is **** to turn it off and put it back in the nightstand, breathing heavily, her pussy clenching and her nipples tingling.

FUUUUUUUUCK, she thinks to herself, vibrating like a taught bow string pulled to the max. But it's against the rules to orgasm without Dave's permission, which usually means being in his presence so he can witness her cumming. But DAAAAMN, it's a hard rule to follow sometimes! Especially with the 'if you're horny you have to edge yourself' rule. She just knew that Dave would be able to see it in her eyes the next time she saw him. That deep, burning desire to give up her very soul if only he would make her cum with that hard, glorious COCK of his.]