The video, and it's audio, excited him very much.As he sat there, stroking his cock, he heard a rapping sound on the plywood divider panel next to him... and as he turned, he noticed, for the first time, that there was a crudely cut hole, and he saw movement through it. Immediately, he watched as a pale cock head poked through, followed by a dangling set of testicles. He heard a man's voice saying something but he couldn't catch what it was.Turning in his plastic chair, and scooting closer to. She was dressed like, well I don’t know how to describe it. She was simply stunning in her black loose fitting skirt, which went a little bit further up her legs than normal. But I never said anything about this, I love looking at her thighs and just hope others get to see the view also. Sally was also wearing a button up white blouse that to me looked like it was a size to small, her breasts appeared like they would pop those buttons off at any given time. I loved that white blouse, seemed she. "I'm sorry Tom," she said, her words muffled by her hands, "I shouldn't lash out at you. I know how much you've done and that I've spoilt your summer holiday."There was nothing I could say in reply so I kept my mouth shut, at the same time I tried to work out a way for her to have a wash. While I thought I was looking in my mother's direction, unconsciously I let my eyes rove over her, noting the wetness where her nightdress had taken the bulk of the spillage and the swell of her breasts. I touched it, and it began to turn. I watched it turning, and then the door slid silently open, slowly. First she was on her knees in front of him. He was leaning against his desk, his trousers around his ankles. She was licking him, and in my dream, his cock was huge. She didn't look at me. Then she was lying on the desk. She was wearing a whore's outfit; black stockings, a black corset that stopped below her breasts. I could see her pussy clearly. Then he was pushing inside her, his cock.