Here am I, a perpetually horny teenager, not bad looking and certainly well hung, but too bashful to do anything about it other than to masturbate. An... here's my Mom, a sex-loving woman frustrated by a husband who can't see past his work. I might add that I had a very vivid imagination for sexual fantasies, and the most frequent object of my fantasies was my beautiful sexy mother. Take the husband and father out of the house most of the time, leaving these two hungry people alone night after. I don’t see anything happen from my view point. Roughly 10 minutes later I see the two guys leave the room laughing. The guys barely make it a few feet out of the room before a few more guys go in. then again roughly 10-15 minutes later those guys come out only to have 2 more guys go in. This continues for 5 hours bringing us to the 1am time. During that time I counted 27 guys entering and leaving the room. I can say with good certainty that after what I have witnessed today I am sure she was. Let me just tell you that they were not used for what they had originally been designed for. Since the video was on auto-play and I struggled a bit adjusting the back rest of my chair, I missed out on the first few seconds where they usually show a portrait shot of the girls face. The scene started. The girl was shown from behind, bent over a TV desk, scribbling some stuff on a sheet, some school things spread over the desk, schoolgirl outfit, a skirt short enough to flash her round and firm. "This is almost better than the other kind of massage," thought Miltonas he faded into a sleep deeper than he had experienced in years,disturbed only by an odd dream in which he seemed to be in an oldfashion phone booth that sparked and flashed while an insistent voicetold him about Thailand. With a deep sigh Milton woke up to the muffled sound of music thatseemed to be coming from a room close to the one where he had beengetting his massage, still feeling warm and supremely relaxed.