"He’s been masturbating thinking of me," I thought. My eyes became attracted to his cock, which I could see clearly in the dim hallway light. It was...long, thick, and a little hairy too. My mouth watered, and my own wetness splashed on the floor next to my feet. I moped forward in an effort not to wake him, and headed toward my panties. Above them, I stooped and my hand went to my panties. Wet cum came in contact with my fingers, and the memory of when I gave them to him entered my mind. The. .." Hmmm." The thought of putting one over on Joan, who had been such aknow-it-all lately, appealed to you. "You're sure I'll be completelysafe? What will they do?" Only such as will increase your appeal to the senses, my lord," Omarassured. "And you have my solemn oath to keep you under my protection." All right." You swallowed nervously, then plunged ahead. "Tell them toget started."And did they ever! As Omar departed with your clothes, the three sexyfemale attendants, jabbering to each other. I ran my fingers over it softly but hard. I looked up at my mother when she moaned and smiled. She had her head pressed against the couch and her eyes were closed. She was biting her lip and I could tell that she wanted more. I could smell her sweet pussy and I knew that it wanted more as well. I slid her panties to the side and searched for her clit with my fingers. She moaned loudly as I found her tiny little button. I ran my finger lightly in circles around it. Her moans filling the room.. My hands found their way to the back of her head, and I held her down on my cock, only allowing her to move when she needed to breathe. I rocked my hips against her face, and her hands came up from where they were on my thighs, to fondle with my balls, which were almost ready to burst their load down her throat. She pushed down harder, my cock now easily sliding against the walls of her throat, coating them with wetness. "Fuck," I whispered, "oh baby! Oh, Paris, I'm gonna cum down your.