The expression on Blair’s face as she stared at the scene in front of her could only be describe as complete and utter shock. Her mouth had been parted open and her eyes were wide, darting back and forth from her mother and the woman on top of her. Her expression grew even more intense as she realized what just happened. Blair just watched her mother’s body – naked except for… was that rope? – spasm with orgasm. She should turn around. She walk away and mind her own business. Yet Blair could do nothing but stare.<br/><br/>Blair wasn’t innocent, by any means. Though the rope had caught her off guard, she actually shared the same tastes as her mother. She had the sudden thought that was much more Dani than what appeared at first impressions of her. She also had to give her mom some credit, the other woman was stunning! Even with all of that, though, she still didn’t want to see the dildo being withdrawn from between her mother’s legs. “Oh. My. God…” she muttered, the words of the woman completely catching her off guard. She just called my mother a MILF! Blair screamed internally.<br/><br/>The moment the woman had stood from the bed, Blair focused her eyes on her. She could see the strap-on harness being removed from her peripheral vision, heard the simply order from the woman towards her mother, and then heard her own name. Blair’s mouth closed, her teeth clenching together when the woman spoke to her. “Yeah. I’m her daughter,” Blair responded, her tone revealing how uncomfortable she was. “And… who are you?”<br/><br/>Blair heard the compliment of her photography but didn’t respond. She probably should have thanked the woman, especially because she took pride in her photos. She did a good bit of portrait photography, dabbled in some family photos, even photographed a couple weddings. What she really liked shooting, though, was anything in action. Blair enjoyed the challenge of capturing a moving focal point. She had done various work for athletic sports such as running and swimming, she’s captured basketball, football, and baseball games for her university.<br/><br/>When the woman was close enough to lead Blair from the room by her elbow, she realized why the red-haired woman was so familiar. One of her favorite sports to photograph was motorsports, so much so that she had actually grown quite fond of the races. You wouldn’t know it by looking at her, though. By appearance, even Blair knew she appeared a bit of a snob. Blair had only photographed local races but she had watched larger events on television enough times to know who this was. This woman, the woman she had caught fucking her mom, was Karen Stack. She was The Stack!<br/><br/>Blair had barely heard much of Karen’s speech as she’d been busy thinking about how the famous motorcyclist was only inches from her. And how she was just on top of her mom… That thought brought Blair back to reality. Karen had led her into the nearby lounge where they now sat on a sofa. “Step-mother?” she muttered, dragging out the word as if it were foreign.<br/><br/>Karen’s next words had Blair’s brow raising. The woman seemed blunt as she practically berated Blair. With a look of mixed shock and amusement, Blair leaned back against the cushions and crossed her arms of her at the scolding for entering her mother’s room. With a scoff, Blair shook her head towards Karen. “The fact that my mother’s a lesbian isn’t the problem. I share similar tastes. You being a biker? Also not a problem. I’m actually a fan. And I don’t care what my mom’s into, it’s not my business. Again, similar tastes,” Blair jumped into her own speech, though her tone wasn’t quite as friendly as Karen’s. “What I have a problem with is that you’re in my house, claiming you’ve been with my mom for a while, but not once has she mentioned you. My problem isn’t with my mother, it’s with you scolding me for not knocking on the door.”<br/><br/>Blair paused for a moment, leaning forward and propping her forearms on her crossed legs. Her hair fell around her arms, framing her face and giving her brown eyes a slight golden hue. “And by the way, I wasn’t supposed to be here for a few more days. I thought I’d surprise my Mom but clearly she has surprises of her own,” Blair added with a roll of her eyes.