I watch Mom yell something at the door, pull the vibrator out of her sopping, wet p***y and hide it under her pillow. She gets up, grabs her silk robe from the closet and walks toward the door.
"The vibrator is under her pillow. She's coming to the door in just her robe. You're on!" I say as I hit mute on my cell phone and watch. Lilly must have hit her speakerphone button, because I hear the door open. "What's wrong, Lilly?" Mom asks.
"Umm," Lilly hesitates, "can I come in and talk to you a minute, Mom?" Mom tied her robe around her waist, but Lilly still gets a great view of her cleavage, as her t**s swell out into the opening at the top of the robe, and her hard n*****s push against the thin fabric.
"Of course, is something wrong?" Mom leads Lilly into the room and they both
