He unbuttoned my jeans and fumbled around to get his hand into my boxers. I didn't know what I had expected, but his hand was warm and it felt nice to...have someone dig around in my jeans. He got hold of what he was looking for and proceeded to fish my manhood out. This was not going to happen. I often struggle to get my best pal out and always open my belt, button and zipper to gain easier access.I stepped back, bumping into a couch I had not seen earlier (that bloody dental chair was too. Robert walked us to the door and we shook hands again. The security men were outside the door and they escorted us down the elevator and to the front entrance of the lobby. Before they led us out into the scrum again, they had Angel brought around. The police and private security guys surrounded Pam and me for the walk out.We were very relieved when the car doors shut and locked. The police cleared a way for us and we headed back to I-75 and Chattanooga.As soon as we found the entrance to the. I turned around with my cock still in my hand to see my mother standing behind me, I just thought shit, I had to put in my headphone instead of turning the sound off. I was still in shock as I saw that my mother was talking to me. My mother took off my headline before she started to yell some more. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, MISTER!!" she said as I was just stunned. "You think this is what a young man should do, damn it you are more like your father then I first thought, that disgusting. In this way I brought both to climax - mother and then a moment later,Melissa.The sexy ladies lay facing each other, weary from their climaxes butpassionately kissing as I stroked myself above them. It began to rainsperm and then they turned their open mouths upwards, towards thedownfall.In all, a fucking fantastic morning. -*-"Who?" Brian. My mom is your father's secretary." The voice soundedsqueaky, young."Oh, hello Brian. Are things going okay?" He was Lizzy's son andwhat Gerald and I.