You'd be there to make sure of it." She wrapped her arms around his waist, breathing in the clean scent of him. "I'd be wired, eyes on me from differe...t locations. If he is watching me, then he might take a chance and try and take me. Why go for the substitutes when you can get the real thing?" She rubbed her cheek against the soft material of his dress shirt."I don't know, Chelle. If something happened... If I couldn't get to you in time and..." he turned in her arms, wrapping his own around. He sighs and resigns himself to the couch. He needs some action to take his mind of things, so he pops in a movie. Settling in, he forgets the world for a little while.The movie ends just before Amber returns. He hears the giggling of two girls as the front door swings open. Leon gets up off the couch and exits the living room, nearly bumping into both girls.“Oh hey, Mister Benton,” Jessica, the hot little girl from next door says, startled.Leon’s eyes instantly go to her body, more so to her. I’m Jasmine ... I’m here for Mr Gordon’s weekly massage service” she explained. Mr Gordon was Scotts father. He wasn’t aware that his father got a weekly massage, and he suspected that his mother didn’t either. It was a Tuesday and his mother had her regular lunch date with her girl friends at this time of day.Knowing that his father occasionally fucked Beth (his attractive business partner), Scott had suspicions that this young lady might be providing more than a straight massage service. He. Unlike her daughter who would tell me to stop as I grinded my cock on her; mom was a different breed who had already felt the joy of being fucked and I was sure that I was the first man to lay in bed beside her in the last ten years or more. I scooted back once more finding myself about to tip over the edge of the bed. I heard a slight giggle muffled by a pillow before Elisa’s mother began to grind against me working my entire length like she was giving me a lap dance. My cock jerked and.