“No,” I replied, curious, remembering that Marissa had mentioned it to me.“Come on this way.” I followed him down the hall to a room with a re...lly huge flat screen TV hanging on the wall. Four specialty recliners sat facing the TV. I don’t know what they’re called, but they have cup holders for your beer and a command console was built into the wide arm in the middle. “Sit,” he commanded.He turned on the TV and the football game I’d been watching came up. I felt like I was in a box seat at the. "The voices dropped to an indistinguishable murmur for a couple of minutes and then there was silence again for a little while as they apparently walked off down the corridor. It was about ten minutes later that Richard finally came into the room, a grim look on his face."You changed the prints, didn't you, Jack?" he said abruptly as he walked over to sit down opposite me across an empty table. He slammed down a folder."Prints?" I asked disingenuously."Fingerprints," he snapped.I looked down at. Her back arched wildly, and she screamed a long lazy moan then yelped out several quick insistent gasps. Wow, she thought, mother always told me to wait till I found someone I could share this with. Someone who would understand and not be afraid when it was happening. Someone who’d be gentle and let me….. What a strange thing to think about my mother while I’m here with my boyfriend. I really am weird. She floated in disconnect, watching herself thrash on top of him. Her body tossed up as he. Her moans came forth but slowed in frequency and volume. Her hands roamed my body seeking purchase on my hard inflamed cock. She grabbed my cock taking it tightly in her hand. She stroked it up and down making it grow in length and girth. Her mouth moved down my body to get near my cock. She kissed the head of my cock which had pre-cum leaking from it. Her tongue licked the small slit at the tip pulling more pre-cum into her mouth. She took the mushroom head of my cock into her mouth sucking.