Samantha found a pair of panties in the bed, and those were not Samantha’s. “Is it Cindy’s?” Samantha asked pointing at the paintings. Ron got...scared again, but he nodded in yes. Samantha smiled, and Ron felt a little relaxed. “Call Cindy and ask her to come here. I’m sure you do have her phone number,” Samantha said. “But I’m grounded, so no cell phone,” Ron said. “Not anymore, now call her,” Samantha said. Ron called Cindy, and he told her that his mom wanted to see her. Samantha lived next. He kissed me and said thanks for the present. He asked me if I was ok and I just told him I was great and could not believe how the guys kept showing up and passing me around. I felt like their private play toy and wanted to do it again. I also mentioned Ed and that his cock that was as thick as a bat and if he was ok with it, I had taken the liberty of setting a meeting with him for next weekend and he was invited.While the weekend arrived I was constantly on the phone exchanging text and. I immediately got up took a chair and started masturbating. But then as I looked closer I saw that Mrs. Shanti was clearly dissatisfied with the sex and she changed position so that the husband was on the bed and she was on top. No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t get any pleasure. That’s when she looked and saw me masturbating I thought she would scream and shout but she said nothing. The way I was standing she could have seen my cock and how big it was. Still she kept quiet and finished. They greeted her enthusiastically and Kelly got out of bed to freshen up and putter around a bit. Seamus wanted to see her scars and Kelly shot down that idea right away. Kids! Our parents came over that evening to welcome her home as well.The good part, and the bad part, of my status as a consultant was that I had a lot of time at home to take care of Kelly. I spent the week polishing up a report for Brian Conway and sent it to him at the end of the week. Likewise, I was able to continue.