But remember, your parents love you and know what’s best. And you love them…I remember you telling the group that you’re going to stay here to g... to school because you realize that your mother’s chastity training and her physical discipline is good for you. And that’s important. You’re a very mature young man.”“So are you saying I SHOULD masturbate in front of Whitney?” Spal said, confused. “I don’t get what you think I should do.”Darrell smiled as he turned away. “You’re a smart k**, Spalding.. He knew I wanted to play. And tonight he was really good at getting me off. For 30 minutes he teased me and caressed me. He rubbed my clit until he felt the first stirrings of my orgasm, then moved his hand to concentrate on my breasts or legs or stomach. He wouldn't go near my clit again until he was sure the feelings had somewhat subsided. Then he would return again and bring me back to the brink. I both love and hate this game he plays. He won't let me cum until he knows I can no longer. I gripped it tight for a quick second, and felt it start growing and getting thicker. "i wanna get ur cock as hard as possible." and just like that, his cock was throbbing in my hand. very slowly and gently i was jerking him, listening to him moan softly. with my other hand i grabbed my cock to get it hard too. "no let me get ur cock hard now." he reached over and grabbed my balls. "i wanna watch ur cock grow inch by inch til ur throbbing like i am." "mmm im gonna get so hard for u." he grabbed. Carson yawned, rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. Another two hours to go. He would be in the same chair tomorrow night when the kids leave home in costumes Mattie made – Seana dressed cutely as a witch and Mason presumably appropriately grim-faced pulsating with a leer in his clothing that would make him a cross between a ghoul and a scarecrow, costumes they’d been wearing all weekend for unnecessary dress rehearsals. Carson had a sudden thought and became energized. He called production.