Looking down, I spotted some indentations in the carpet. It looked like a tripod was normally located in pace next to the window. I knew I should not,...but could not help myself opening a few drawers. There was nothing of much interest, and there it was - a tripod in the wardrobe, with a telescope attached. I carefully installed it in its regular position on the carpet, and discovered that it was already perfectly focussed to distance such that any activity on our patio would be seen in perfect. I pull the bra down to make it easier and pinch and pull at the erect nipples. Now sliding my hand down my stomach I feel the wetness of my hot pussy through the nylons. Rubbing my hand on the outside of the nylons I beg of you to touch me.You direct me to come to you.I slide out of the chair and crawl to you, without taking my eyes off you for a moment. Breathing deep in anticipation of your touch. You grab me by the hair and pull me over the side of the table. Sliding my nylons off of my ass,. I was only glad that Rosie could vouch for him and would guarantee my assignment fee.The show that Miss Harris was giving took place one Wednesday afternoon in an Edinburgh hotel. She was one of half a dozen or so new designers that day, the rising talent that the scouts would be checking out.The guests, photographers, reporters and assorted hangers-on occupied the front rows around the catwalk, while members of the public sat behind us in three or four tiers. So it was busy, but not exactly. Mom had started giving him a blowjob. We wanted to give them privacy and went outside.After some time, mom came out. I took her kerchief from her hand and wiped his cum from her lips and gave a flying kiss to her. She too responded with a flying kiss and said, “Your teacher wants to meet you” and she went home.We went inside to meet him. “You guys have any idea what happened inside for the past few minutes?” he asked.“Sex?” Hari asked. “If you guys told me that you have a mom like this before,.