Janet Longbottom. Don't laugh, need more sleep. Talklater," the redhead said as she put her head back down under the pillowto shut out the light."Perh...ps we should just put your cases down Rebecca dear and leaveJanet to sleep," Mark suggested doing just that. "We can go and you canget registered with admin and you can unpack and meet your new friendlater." Once they'd finished and were out of the room, Rebecca shut thedoor again and locked it."Now be careful Rebecca dear." Mark couldn't say. "Me too, and a bucket of K.F.C could have gone down as well."Desmond hooted. "You two talking about food again."Wesley called out as he walked to the boys after finishing hismorning pooping and peeing."What else do we talk about then?" Desmond asked Wesley."How about last night's exploring of our dinkies." Wesleygiggled as he pinched the end of his foreskin squeezing theremaining pee out of his bell end."Man do you have to do that in front of us all the time."Jackson asked. "Uh what do you. Now they were locked in an embrace then her body trembled with desire. He touched her thigh.She felt the heat rising from just below the lacy band on her turquoise colored panties. It gained in intensity growing hotter as it reached her heart and every beat seem to radiate into the now hard nipples pressed against the matching bra inside her silk blouse. His chest was press so closely to hers, every time that he moved, the fabric would rub softly against her breasts and stoke that fire even. ”Mom was proper looking at her son’s tented trackies, but she was also doing something else, something that made Shayne’s jaw drop.“Mother!”It was plain to see what she was doing all right. She only had her hand up her skirt, so she did. She was only masturbating, right in front of her son.“Mother! Will you stop doing that!”“It’s you. Standing there with your dick sticking up in your trackies.”This was too much for Shayne.“Right. You’re going home, mom. You’ve had too much to drink.”“I’m not.