..' she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes bulging at his tumescence. He looked down, too embarassed to hide it in front of her. 'I'm sorry,' he m...ttered, rising to his feet, feeling stupid at the boner making a tent in his trousers. 'I must be going.' She caught his hand before he could move. 'Do you want me to take care of it?' she asked. He was dry throated as her fingers encircled his shaft. His cock jumped in her hand and she looked up at him, a coy smile on her slightly parted. Debbies wonderful tits were still working their magic though, even though I had known her for years, after her visits, I would end up masturbating pretty much every time. It was July and pretty hot, which was great, my libido always increased in the summer, so essentially I was like a walking dick, just a glimpse of a nice pair of legs, or some cleavage was enough to catch my attention. So my mother-in-laws huge saggy tits were a very welcome distraction during her visits.As it was so warm, I. Ask who..." My mouth and my brain didn't seem to be on speaking terms, and nothing I said would come out right."No ... I'm sorry for running into you, but you were already hurt. Who hurt you?" Damn, she was more perceptive than I had expected, and I was in no shape to lie my way out. The understanding in her eyes was painful to look at, so I tried my best to focus on the ground."D'sn matter," I deflected, shaking my head. "Gone now..." My eyes caught her wavy hair bouncing on her shoulders as. "Whoa," he said. "Which face is the real one?" Pardon?" Mista said."I see two faces," he said, describing them. "I see even more faces behind the first two but I guess they don't count."The faces smiled with grand excitement."Choose the Mista face for now, Jorie," the faces said. Jorie blinked and then he blinked out the beautiful black one that reminded him of the love of the master. He felt sad."I'm back," Jorie said with a long sigh. "You've got a lot to explain to me Mista who isn't Mista.".