Her left hand tweaked her nipples as she got closer to orgasm. Her hips began to buck of the bed as her fingers thrust faster into her twat. With a lo...d groan, she came, spilling her juice onto her sheets.Clara was wrong to assume the presence she felt was simply her imagination. Instead, it was Mr. Smith, peeking through her keyhole into her room. As she began to masterbate, he unleashed his cock, jacking in rhythm to the maid's ministrations. Once Clara came, she lulled back into sleep.. Now I am sitting there with these thoughts of her going through my head, her pussy, her hair and sweetness and of course her mother finding out what was going on. I am hard again and she says you better not come out for a while, my cock was stiff and hard and wet and I could not move it looked like a tent pole sticking up.I heard the front door close and her car leave the driveway and she was gone. I stayed in the office for about half an hour and when I came out my wife was waiting on the. Walking toward the restrooms I had the boner of all boners and I wondered if I could get away with beating off in a stall. I wouldn't have thought that I could get so turned on by watching and hearing two people get it on in the back of my car. The stiffie had gone down by the time I had finished taking my pee and I hit the concession stand and got Cokes for everyone and headed back for my car.I saw Betty on her knees looking into the back seat and I groaned, "Not again, I just got rid of my. “We’re just lucky, I guess.”“Are the boys home, yet?”This was finals week at college and their schedules were a mess as a result. “No, not yet.” Karen sat back on the heels of her running shoes with just a hint of tension in her body. She knew what was coming next and it was her own fault.“Honey, have you talked to Lily?” When the boys turned 18, it was Carl who had the talk with each of them as they did. Now, Karen needed to have the same talk with her daughter. This wasn’t a simple.