Both units were owned by goodlooking, single men in their 40's.To one side was Seth, who a college psychology teacher. While we knew thebasics of his ...ife from elevator conversations we didn't know if he wasseeing someone, was straight or gay, and we'd never been in hisapartment. On the day this story began I was working from home, as Iusually do, and was surprised by a knock on the door. It was Seth, askingme if I could lend him a hand hanging some shelves in his bedroom. Heneeded to keep both. His other hand, meanwhile, continued to roam all over her bums and naked thighs.Matt continued playing with Mother's nipples and her breasts, including running his hand over and under her boobs, while feeling her tight bums, smooth thighs and long legs for more than fifteen minutes.Jason, who was watching Matt enjoy Mom's body so shamelessly, turned toward Dad and asked him when he would get the surprise gift."On your birthday," he replied smiling.My mother finally got the opportunity to escape. Exactly thirty minutes later, my mother reappeared at the door. “Time,” she said quietly.Nodding wearily, I closed the book and pushed back from my desk. “Thank you.” I turned to bed, and caught her gazing worriedly at the small messenger bag waiting just inside the door. Her fingers wrung together, tight with strain. Some sort of unconscious physical projection, one that persisted no matter how many times I’d reassured her that everything would be okay.“How long will you be gone?” she asked. I. Devon lubed up his cock and lined it up. He drove himself in deep and that big-man sounded like a soprano. Devon kept going and going hard. You could see tears start to drip down Jamar’s face as Devon went to town on his ass.Devon and D.J. started switching every minute or so. They were kissing as they each took turns. They went for at least another ten minutes until both of them came in Jamar’s ass. They pulled off their heavy condoms and cleaned up a bit.Mark was ready to hit the showers. He.