Then he stopped and switched doing the same thing until his 7 inch dick was hard as a rock and he couldn't resist anymore. He move his hand down under...the cover, then started to play with Misty's pussy lips spreading them a little then closing them until she was really wet...then he moved his fingers up to Misty's clit. While still licking her nipples he started rubbing Misty's clit...she started to get into it and moved like she would if she was awake. Her moans started to get louder and John. My own place was a story and a half. That is, a bungalow. Chicago had as many bungalows as your average dog had fleas. Ya, he was a Chicago cop to boot. Back to my house. Being a story and half, meant it had an attic. My attic just happened to have the stairway dormer facing Janet? Janice? Jessica’s? bedroom window. It was Friday and I found myself standing there at the top of stairs like I had all that week, waiting for the show begin. What was I doing? It was only noon and the show usually. Janet and myself travelled to the airport, I found out she was ineconomy class - not on, as I may need her on the flight, so I got thatchanged so she was with me.As she was my PA this should have been the way, she was staying at aHotel, so when we met Brett, we took her to it, and after she hadsettled in took her out for a meal to welcome her to London.The months passed, Janet was great to work with, she had a companyapartment and was dating a guy she had met through work and she lovedliving in. And all the while, my mom was in the shower humming away. My cock was streaming precum like a faucet. Just when I was ready to blow, the shower shut off and I heard my mother step out. How`s it going in there Joey She said. There was know way I could answer her. I was so close to shooting, I just let out a huge moan. The first jet spurted out and almost hit my face. It landed on the pillow next to me. Then five or six jets after shot on my chest and belly. It seamed like it took forever to stop.