But even so I was vaguely aware of her hands doing something with my shirt. Suddenly her kiss broke and I found her fingers playing with the top butto...n of my shirt. "He really wants me to do everything," she mumbled to herself, but loud enough for me to hear. "Doesn't even know how to take off his shirt. Well, I guess that is why guys keep us girls as slaves." "I don't recall having told you to play with my shirt buttons," I warned her. "I don't want you to take off my shirt. I want you to take. ”Now she looked shocked. “What do you mean you’re not allowed to cum?”“Just that. I’m his submissive, by my own choice, and he’s very good to me, but he has forbidden me from cumming without his express permission, ever.”“What, like, forever?”“Yes, like forever.”She looked really shocked. “I don’t know if I could do that. I masturbate a lot!” Then she looked at me, “And you stopped?”“I had to, Sammi, or he would have been disappointed with me. I can stand being punished, or having him hurt me,. OK I'm coming in." My mom said. And slowly opened the door."This is it..." I thought.She sat right over my still erect penis and I felt her move a little.She slowly started waking me up."Hey, wake up." She said softly.I started acting like I'm waking up and said:"Mom, what are you doing here ??" You had a nightmare, so mom came to wake you up." Ben started acting too,"It's OK. Thanks mom. I'm all right." Good. Go back to sleep guys. Goodnight. " She said and left the room."Phew. That was close.. I ran the palm of my hand over the front of his jeans and I felt his cock twitch. Taking hold of the zipper, again I moved ever so slowly, and I unzipped his jeans. Putting my fingers inside his pants, I rocked them from side to side as I lowered them over his hips. I controlled the descent as they lowered down his legs, making sure he felt them go down as I rubbed them against his legs. I had him raise one foot, then the other as I removed the jeans, and pitched them aside. I saw his cock.