Trisha couldn't tear her eyes from what her mother was doing. She wanted to ask her why she even owned such a thing, but she just couldn't find her vo...ice. She had never thought about her mother in any kind of sexual way before this evening, but now it seemed to be the only way she could think of her. She never could have imagined just how beautiful her mother was and the sight of that huge plastic dick bobbing in front of her just made her that much more desirable somehow.Still Constance stayed. ”“Here, Bobby?”“Yes, now turn just a little to your left ... yes, right there. Now raise your arms and run your fingers through your hair and run them up as you push your hair high up on your head ... be sure to raise your elbows up high too. I want your breasts to rise up with your arms and I’ll see if I can get your big nipples as they slide inside your gown.”“This feels so sexy Bobby. I like posing for you.”“I like it too, Mom ... you are the best ever at knowing what I want as soon as I. She teleported into Tanya's cell. As her body began to materialize on the floor, Tabatha was suddenly pulled back into it. 'Hey! Wait!' she cried out in her mind.'Sorry, this is necessary, ' the Hurrah said gently into her mind. 'But you'll remember when we meet again.''Remember what?' Tabatha cried out in her mind as her body's screaming nerves overwhelmed her senses. Then she was unconscious.Tanya looked down at the naked, smoking girl lying on the floor. 'Baby, is that you?' she thought as. There was a sitting area with two large seats and a sofa. A fire burned in a stone hearth. Candles were lit on the ledge above it. An arrangement of red and white carnations in a vase decorated with hearts sat on a low table. Something nagged at his mind that he should grasp the significance of the vase, but as he thought about it he was distracted by music filling the space. The slow, soothing seductive music of brass and strings pulled him back to the scene. She swayed to the music and leaned.