I unzipped my pants and took out my cock. My underwear was already very wet and sticky from pre-cum. As I peeked through the keyhole and slowly stroke... off. As the sounds of her piss flowing into the bowl came through, I began to shoot all over the floor. I went into the kitchen and got a dish towel and wiped up my mess as I heard the toilet flush. I dropped the towel back in the kitchen and returned to the living room, just before Mom came back in. She asked me how I was feeling, concerned. Why is she smiling?"-----She looked at the large dog. It held her gaze.She saw the recognition in its liquid brown eyes, felt the stir deep in the pit of her stomach, the looseness, and the sudden presence of moisture.It knew.She knew.-----"Can I call you?", your email says. I think for a few minutes, and then burn my boats. "I'm sorry. Would you be hurt if I said no?" I spin some tale about security, paranoia and broken rules, but in truth I'm ashamed to let you hear my voice, which is way too. " I can see how he would enjoy that protection. I have been hurt by many of the Christians and some in high places."I knew of his family being put to death by Christians. This was not the reason for the killings, just the religion of the man that commanded the murders. In a moment I quietly added, "These letters may well be read by our enemies. If you read them you will know what they may be trying to incriminate you with and have a defence ready." That is almost second nature now." He looked. I’m so hard right now, I may cum in my pants, Phyllis!”Not believing me, she put a hand on the front of my slacks and said, “Wow, that’s not only hard, but bigger than Steven’s. You’ve got a deal, Big Boy!”With Chrissy a Real Estate Agent, we made her in charge of finding us a place big enough for the six of us, keeping in mind we need rooms for newborns. I wanted Phyllis to have a room for when she could come over. Quite unintentionally, that got me a kiss on the lips from her, with the others.