He popped up and down a couple of times then stood up to adjust his towel.He was in his early 50s I think, tall, very tall and slim you could even say...he was skinny, but a nice shape all the same . I ducked hoping he hadn't seen me as i was enjoying the voyeur aspect of it all. He lay back down and I was sure he had not seen me. I was getting hard watching him hoping to catch a further glance. He popped up two or three times more and I was hooked i need to have a good look at him. I waited a. " But none of what they have to offer interests me."Katie paused to find the best way to phrase her thoughts. "I'm interested in how people think. What motivates them? What pushes their buttons." Psychology." I've checked college curricula. They emphasize abnormal psychology. The neurotics, psychotics, and schizophrenics. I am more interested normal people. How they think, and how to manipulate them. Like a police interrogator, but more subtle." Your interests mesh very well with what I have to. "Language Errie," her mother said, but Erin didn't draw breath. "How could you go in there with that slut and then get caught with your dick out? Everybody in school is pissing themselves about it you are so fucked when you get back."Allan just smiled at his sister's rant, waiting for his chance to speak. Finally she went silent and he turned as best he could and said "Alison Roberts." His mother stified a giggle, Erin said nothing just raised both middle fingers in Allan's face. Alison Roberts. Suck. Swallow. Suck. Swallow. After what feels like an eternity, my face burning red and the cum on my cheeks a cold contrast in temperature, he pulls out of my mouth as I suck, coming free with a small pop. “Kiss the tip for the camera.”I shudder and hold back a retch, gently kissing the tip.He puts the camera into his pocket and pulls his pants back up. “Finish cleaning up.”“My face, too?” I ask timidly, afraid to speak.“Leave you face for now. I want it covered in cum while you masturbate.