That would have been weird. I didn’t say it either – although I could have, with complete justification. It was the voice of James McLaughlin, the...chief architect at her firm. He was a complete prick in my opinion, who saw himself as the new age Frank Lloyd Wright, and dressed in collarless jackets with purple cravats that matched his overly tight trousers to show off his daring originality. Poncey prick would have been a more appropriate title. He’d even felt entitled enough to make her vow to. He heard me next door and said "so you came in here to wank over that hot piece of ass in the boots outside too?" It then hit me he was referring to my mum! "stick your cock through the hole and I'll suck you off" he said. I was shocked, but so turned on, I did what he said and felt his warm mouth swallow my the head of my swollen cock. "I bet you would just love to ass fuck that bitch, wouldn't you? " he grunted between mouth-fulls of my cock. As I got closer to cumming he uttered even more. I started rubbing her back as she held me.She groaned and said "Ooh! can you rub my back". While we were still hugging, I pulled up the back of her shirt and starting rubbing her back. I took my hands from underneath her shirt and started to unbutten it from the front.Joyce looked me in the eye as I kept unbuttoning the shirt. I told her to sit down, then I stood behind her and began to message her shoulders. I squeezed her shoulder muscles and neck muscles, then I took my hands and grabbed. I am super excited! Can you come?”“Honey, I wish I could, but I have my annual conference in Toronto. I’m presenting my research, so I cannot miss it. I’m so sorry. Maybe dad can go.”“I understand. I’ll ask him. It might be fun having one last ‘Daddy-Daughter’ date like when I was little. Anyway I am eighteen, so even if he can’t go I am an adult. It would be nice if he could go. He is always in such a hurry I never spend time with him.”“Join the club, dear! So where are you planning on.