I felt warm now as if I was going to faint as my mom was standing there staring at me as I covered my privates trying to process everything that has h...appened all in the last ten minutes. "I'll tell you what I'm going to do, I'm going to go shower while you try to relieve the tension from yourself and then I'll come check on you when I'm done and see how your doing okay?" okay mom is all I said as she left the room while I stared at her plump ass. I thought to myself that I must be incredibly. BOOOOOMM!“I know,” I replied. I didn’t take my eyes off of her.She turned to meet my gaze. Why was she was acting so differently than normal? Less haughty? “What do you want me to do?” she asked.“Kiss me.”Demie didn’t hesitate, leaning her head toward me, her lips pursed.As our lips touched I screamed.I was still screaming as I woke. She was kissing me! I was going to die!“ROWWRRR!”“What ... what... ?” I was in my bed, in a sitting position now. I looked to the side to see the cat -- well, the. I start at the front of the line again, once again my husband is first in line, only this time I turn around and bend over touching my toes so my ass is pointed straight up, my pink satin bikini panties stretch very tight across my butt and my wet spot is clearly visible from the back. I turn my head to the side to look at my husband and see him staring at my pink satin panty covered butt. He wants so badly to reach forward and touch my ass, but I say no, not yet. I say bend over for about a. Confident. Mature well beyond her years. Looking strict even in her nightdress and wrap that left huge areas of her body bare. Beautiful, certainly in my eyes. Knew how she wanted to be treated. “OK Phoebe. I’ll go and deal with your brother then.” Mrs T strode out of the room. Phoebe closed the door and turned to face me. Looking strict. Looking like she expected to be obeyed. She walked over to the bed and sat down, crooking her finger so I knew what I was expected to.