She would make him stay there with his asshole exposed for a while before spanking him a few times and making it clear he'd have this punishment if he...was ever caught masturbating in the day again unless she instructed him to do so. Ken would tell me how as time went on she would indeed instruct him to masturbate in front of her. It seems this was only true when his wife was out of town on business trips. Mother-in-law would notice his cock was throbbing and especially hard and tell him it was. ‘I mean, I guess.’ I continued. I wasn’t sure what was really coming out of my mouth.‘You guessed what?’ she pressed.‘I guess after you came I just wanted to see if I could do it again.’ I spouted.‘Do it again?’ she asked. That what the fuck look was back on her face again.‘Yeah, you know, make you cum again.’ My mouth was on a roll. ‘I mean you climbed on top of me and it felt so good, I just wanted to see if I could do it. He could something was wrong. He was approaching it and had no idea what it was, nor how to counteract it. It unsettled him. He had rented a car for the weekend. He was traveling into the country outside of a large town in Maryland. He was going to go look over a prospective land purchase.As he rounded a bend, he found it. He braked to a halt, skidding the last few feet briefly on the asphalt road. A dirt road to the right was getting weed choked, but was still visible as a road. He felt the. Again that strange feeling of the leather had gotten a hold over our young Chris. He watched himself wank off in the mirror of the toilet. And he came hard in no time flat. "Some one up there is trying to tell me something. First a leather jacket, now a cool pair of leather jeans... God I fucking love this holiday!". thought Chris.Chris removed the fucking hot leather jeans and put on his cargo work shorts again. When he had put it in his cabin, he heard Jelmer calling. "Hey Chris. Where are.