And sighing heavily, I stopped pushing slender carrot sticks around my plate and laid down my knife and fork. I knew Marco was watching me. I could ac...ually feel his quiet amusement. Oh, true to his word, he hadn’t pushed me for an answer. Not yet, anyway. But now… Now that I’d given up all pretence of finishing my meal, the inevitable moment had to be at hand. ‘Well?’ Sure enough, when I forced myself to look up at last, Marco was smiling, his dark eyes warm. ‘Good.’ I gave a fervent nod then. ” That Hugh Grant accent again. How much did he see??? How many others saw it too??? I flushed with embarrassment.“Please, don't mind me. Do carry on.”I was speechless. What do you do when someone invites you to masturbate in front of them? Not being able to think of an alternative, I said, “errm, thanks” and slid my hand back in my trousers. My clit was doing some serious throbbing now as I flinched at my own touch and started to gently rub myself, trying not to appear too eager.We both looked. "But why is Jen so upset then?" "I don't know. Maybe it's her period or something. I just know that I didn't do anything; she was the one who assaulted me." I leave him muttering his objections, and I hurry through the rooms searching for Jen. After fifteen minutes or so the butler tells me that Jen has left in a cab, so I rush to my car and race back home. She isn't at home. I find some of her clothes thrown around the room, and when I inspect the garage, I find the other car gone. Now I'm. I felt her hands on my bottom as she held me and worked her hips against my penis,"God Anthony, you're big darling, so fucking big" I love hearing you talk like that mum" I whispered into her ear as I increased my thrusting, "It sounds so fucking dirty mum"She lunged up at me and bit my lip as she raked her finger nails over my buttocks,"It is dirty darling, you're fucking your own mother, you've got your big, fat prick right up my cunt!"I felt a trembling beginning in my feet, it spread up to.