Masterson is wearing a robe. She groans and whimpers once again, when the man finally takes his thumb out of her mouth and begins to untie the know ho...ding the garment together. The robe slips off and Emily finds herself staring at hard abs and black boxer-briefs. Tears blur her vision and roll down her cheeks.She is close to hyperventilating, when Mr. Masterson reaches inside his underwear and takes out his cock. Frozen in shock, Emily watches Mr. Masterson rest his hardening member on her. What would M think, she wondered, if he knew that under this tight blazer, which buttons up high enough not to reveal even a hint of cleavage, she had on neither a blouse nor a bra. And under the conservative knee-length skirt, she wore neither stockings nor panties. She felt more comfortable like that, and she felt deliciously wicked and sexy, knowing that only a thin layer of opaque fabric separated her from men’s lustful intentions. Still, there was only one man whose lustful intentions she. Looking into each room, they had an office and a spare room. Then i entered their bedroom. I walked in and saw all their nice expensive stuff. I got curious, opening the closet to see the nice dresses iv seen her wear. There was more than i expected. Flipping through them i found a box on the floor behind them. It looked so out of place, I couldn't help opening it and peeking in. What i saw inside made my eyes open wide and my mouth open a little.In the box was a number of different sex toys,. I make a mental note to contact an orthodontist. With the amount of times my jaw had hit the ground in the last couple of days, I know I will need dental work. I go back inside and attempt to keep myself busy. Picking up things and moving furniture a little here..then back. Knowing I am not accomplishing anything I decide to go for a jog. Clear the mind, get the blood flowing and get to know the neighborhood a little. I put on my running shoes, go outside and do a few stretches. I start.