My mind started to wander, wondering if anyone was watching me.The water seemed to caress my cock and balls beneath my shorts and I started to throw a...boner. As my erection increased I started swimming breast stroke, the length of the pool and the resistance of the water against my now tented cock, combined with the thought that someone may be watching brought me a sense of increased excitement. I wanted to feel more so I lowered the front of my shorts below my balls and continued to swim. I knew Philip wouldn’t be coming until around till at least three in the after noon.”“How is he by the way?”“He’s fine, we’re still engaged!”“You must be getting frustrated, I didn’t think you’d be one for long engagements!”“Far from it, but as far as sex is concerned Philip wants to wait until we’ve married”“As I say frustrated!”“No, I’m not frustrated, let me explain, Mum sat down on my bed and watched as I worked, I asked if she was alright. She was sitting holding her tummy, being quite. She doesn't make any attempt to slow down."These are our investors." Mr. Milton says. "And this is why they stick with us." He smiles. It's quite a visual.The woman pulls her mouth off the cock. Spittle and precum pour from her lips onto her thick tits. "Make sure you fuck my ass deep. I want to taste it when your cock is in my throat." She demands."You want to know why we didn't suffer during the financial crisis, while every other firm in town did?" He smirks. It's difficult to pull your. I wasn't myself anymore. Once back inside, I shut the door behind me, leaned back against it, and slid out Justin's phone from the handkerchief. Rubbed my fingers over it carefully. It was warm. Suddenly precious to me. I could feel its power, the electric surge within. I pressed some buttons and flipped thru it, searching for anything - pictures? music? I dont know. And then I saw it - his internet browser's search history. My heart raced. It displayed pages upon pages of gay porn links. I.