I wanted to watch them all cum, I wanted to taste it, I want to be covered in it, head to foot. When I pulled him close to me, the others moved close ...oo, getting a good view.My hand rubbed his cock, but I had one hand free, seemed like a shame not to use it.I removed the cock from my mouth and transferred it to my other hand, it was time for someone elses turn.I knew the music would be to loud for them to hear me, so I had to hope they would take the hint. I stood there, jacking off two men,. A few minutes later I grab my dirty clothes off the ground, grab both my mom’s phone and my phone, open the bathroom door and walk out.What now? Is she going to say something about what just happened? I need to play it cool! I thought to myself as I walked over to the small table where she was sitting with her laptop open.“Here’s your phone!” I point it towards her. “You really should knock, you know. I don’t come barging into the bathroom when you're in it!”“Really?” She said sarcastically. The string burned as it pressed deeper into his flesh, but Ross didn't take complain. The panties broke before Mrs. Michaels' will did. She threw the frayed mess into the corner with his khakis."Spread your fuckin' ass cheeks," she said.Ross reached back to do as he was told. Without his arms to support himself anymore, he buried his head in the comforter and waited in darkness for Mrs. Michaels to make the next move. She touched the tip of the dildo to Ross' asshole without sticking it in,. I unlocked the door and he climbed in. We chatted a few min. I don't know if he felt the sexual tension but I sure did. Slowly as we chatted our hands moved closer and closer. All of a sudden he grabbed my hand and placed it against my hands palms together. "Now you know how big my hand is", MB said. I blushed a few shades of red, which I don't usually do. Why? You are wondering? Well during our conversation one day I had asked him how big his hand was, because I enjoy feeling my pussy.