“I walked in on… and Marin was… and… Cass…” She could barely talk. “They were… they were… oh, mom, it was awful! I…” She couldn�...�t continue.Her mother, Beverly Anders, shushed her and tried to comfort her. “That’s okay, sweetheart. I know. Why don’t you come over and we’ll figure it out together, okay? Just sit there and calm down for a minute before you drive, alright, dear?”“Okay, mom. I’ll be there in a few minutes,” she said.Sometime later, walking into their tastefully appointed home, Sarah. There was no quick climax like she had with herself in the shower, there she was 100% in control where here she had 0% control.I was in no hurry, when I felt myself get close I started to back off, shifted the movement, then built up again. Sometimes I added lube. Changing my pace messed with her mind, but it also kept her on her toes because she had to pulse for me. She was greatly surprised when, by working with me, we carefully built her sensations up to a moaning, groaning, shaking purely. Then I told them they really needed to get undressed and start catching up on what they were missing out on.”“Still, that was kind of bizarre. I don’t think I would have ever imagined that.”“No, probably not.”Once they got to the Hilton, Jack turned his car over to the valet and led Teresa inside. Jack led the young brunette towards the restaurant, but she stopped him. “Lord, can I ask a favor?”“Of course. What can I do for you?”“Maybe it’s just what we saw earlier, but I’d like to go directly. As we pulled in she asked me to stop out front. "We can't go up, they are doing unit inspections today. I'm going to grab some stuff and I'll be right down". A few minutes later she was back. "What did you need to get?", "just a few things so I can do some work from your place" We weren't even in the front door of my place and we were all over eachother. Once inside, beck kneeled on the stairs and lifted her dress "don't fuck around, cause I'm not waiting" I grabbed her hair and shoved her head.