As Shelly recanted another piece of gossip, already six months old which was about someone that Jack might have gone out drinking with once, Shelly wa... trying hard not to repeat herself or forget anyone's name. To lubricate the conversation and to anesthetise Jack's undercurrent of irritation, Jack ordered another bottle of Champagne. Looking to the clock over the bar, they had been in the Marshall for almost two hours and Jack smiled that considering the awkwardness of it; the evening was. But I always told her if I have a boyfriend and he has a problem with that I will stop."Now I looked at Emre, waiting for a response. She stared at Jenny angrily, getting warningly silent: "It's not about that, I told you I fell in love with Paul when he grabbed Drinks. Don't play that innocent act on me." But she was with me when I grabbed Drinks. She carried the bottles." I defended her. She looked at me in disbelieve. "Well that may be but she is my best friend and she should've known I had. I was watching the balcony intently as I started to hear some noises coming from their bedroom. Just then I saw the curtains on their French doors pull to the side and I could see her face. I looked away as usual to not scare her away and I kept masturbating. A couple minutes passed and I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was still watching. Finally!! It took forever but I finally got her as an audience. I was starting to get really excited so I starting bouncing harder and faster. ”Appalled yet with excitement tingling at my root, I stared at Mrs Spencer, her attention down on my cock, her hand smoothing over my stomach and chest. “I don’t want to get into trouble,” I said. “If Mr Spencer knew…”“I told you,” Mrs Spencer said, abrupt, “he won’t know. Are you going to tell him?”When she looked at me with stern enquiry in her gaze, I gulped and shook my head.“Well, neither am I,” Mrs Spencer put in. “So stop being such a brat. Let me see you.”I gave in, trepidation a.