Sorry."She turned to go back to her room. "Wait honey!" Phillip quickly pulled the sheets over himself. "It's OK. You can sleep in here. I know it's h...t." I'm sorry to interrupt you Daddy. I know you miss mommy." Don't worry honey. Come curl up. I should have called you earlier. I wasn't thinking." It's OK daddy. You've had a lot on your mind."May kissed him and Phillip turned out the light. He had noticed the nightie that May was wearing and the fact that it was plastered to her body with. I'd been jerking off in the dark for about half an hour. I had a visual images of mum's hairy bush poking out from her knicker sides I was using as I masturbated again and again. I'd been laying there, almost drifting off when I heard it. I debated whether or not to check it out, and when it didn't stop, I decided to see what was up. I pulled my underwear up, pulling it up high so I could wipe off any cum that I'd missed with my fingers on my stomach. I'd never been brought up to knock on doors. When Michelle left the house he became hard and even now he was still that way. He tried to somehow relax but inside he knew that she could walk in the house any minute now, or, it could be hours yet. His hand went downwards once again to slowly stroke himself to try to alleviate at least some of the tension. His own hand was a poor substitute for Michelle's. It was ironic that at the same moment Michael had touched his own hard cock Michelle was naked on a bed with Brandon's cock imbedded. Who was I fooling? My life was already a living hell! But that was all alright ... watching the Monroe Masher being put out of business for good was still going to be the crowning jewel of my entire sordid life. Not enough for redemption maybe, but these were some justifiable killings that I could hold my head high about and never, ever regret.Actually, since my unhappy passenger had stayed quiet and not even peed himself at our last stop, I was almost feeling a little merciful."Why?" He asked..