Brad's heart started beating faster. He felt a sudden heat rising to his temple.The sudden warmth shouldn't have been a surprise; his fingers were now...gently but firmly pinching, pulling, and stroking at her long nipple. It was getting very hard to his touch. His Mom was breathing deeper and harder, too. That wasn't all, either. Brad's cock was getting hard, very hard. Brad did not know what to make of the situation. His cock was not only hard, but it was also throbbing. He could feel it. I was probably supposed to have cleaned up my nailsand done something to the cuticles before putting the polish on, butdrunk me was probably not conscientious about that sort of thing. Ihadn't even started on my toenails yet. Fuck it, I thought. I've wastedenough of the morning on cleaning up after this girlie stuff. I hadn'teven run yet, which I was normally pretty religious about doing firstthing on Saturday and Sunday, even when I am hungover, because it washard to find a long enough. “Hey, we got our baby sleeping in there,” I replied.“Then stop making me feel so damn good,” John said.“Aren't you a sweet guy,” I replied.“And where have you been?” John asked.I laughed and leaned up for a kiss. Then I took his cock back into my mouth. He was breathing in and out slowly once again and was actively trying not to shoot his load just yet, but I knew he was close, he couldn't hold it forever.“Damn Callie, I now you are pissed but damn, you are gonna make me cum already," John. I was determined not to take so much risk. She said let’s go and find a washroom. I was okay with that. We left the theater. I checked the watch. We had spent 1 hour inside the theater acting and not seeing the king khan act. As soon as we exit we were in the mall. There was no washroom there. And then we went towards washroom there was no washroom for disabled. Only male and female toilets. We went to separate toilets. I came out after peeing.I could see that I had a good amount of pre-cum on.