Mr. Jones said to her when she breathlessly picked the phone up "Very good Katy. I do like it when women like you obey simple instructions. Now I want...you to step out of the phone booth, ask one of the young gentlemen to get on the phone to speak with me, and wait patiently outside with your hands behind your head, and your legs about 3 feet apart. REMEMBER I'm watching your EVERY MOVE." Nervously and apprehensively, Katy did as instructed. She asked one of the nearest young black men to get on. "Why all this sudden interest in ... me? By Marge, I mean," I asked."Well, maybe it came up in conversation that I wasn't a virgin any more," she said, looking off to one side of me. She couldn't quite meet my gaze. "But I didn't tell them how it happened or anything like that. I just said I liked it, and Marge said she might want to find out what it was like too."She was good. I had to give her that. If I hadn't listened at the wall I might have bought it. But I knew that Claire didn't want to. He was angry for a few days but was then normal. Slowly I became addicted to my son’s dick and I used to imagine just him in my fingering sessions. On one such day I was fantasizing his dick in my pussy and fingering my pussy when the phone rang.The call was from my friend Geeta and she told me that she had caught devesh and shivang masturbating in the morning. I was shocked thinking how can my son do a thing like this in someone else’s house! As soon as shivang came home I gave him a bit of. I drop my phone back into my bag and set about devouring what's on my plate. Suddenly I'm starving. Although that doesn't stop me from teasing Matt some more. Catching his eye, I lay a piece of asparagus on my tongue and wrap my lips around it suggestively. When he groans I laugh aloud and bite in to it. I continue to tease him in any which way I can, although it's hard to be sexy when you're eating steak, but I give it my best shot. It seems to be working because his smokey grey eyes have gone.