There were two tall bar chairs back there for the girls to use when they got tired. I was just pushing the chairs against the wall when I heard Jade�...�s unmistakable voice ask, “Have you thought about me?” My eyes shot straight to her. Oh my God, was she kidding. She was leaning on the doorway, one hand hooked in her jeans pocket. She didn’t look nervous at all. I nodded. “Oh, Maria, you can do more than nod.” She said, smiling that slow and seductive smile. “Yes,” I said, complying. “I. Tony cleared his throat but made no other movement. Not even a shift of the eye. He was still listening intently to Jim. I wanted to see it. Feel it. Smell it. I slowly unzipped his zipper. Tony shifted his body so the side Jim could see was completely planted against the edge of the cubicle, still focused. My hands where unsteady as I reached into the zipper, I repressed a small gasp. It was so, thick! Thick and hard and long and hot, pulsing in my hand like an anconda swallowing its prey. I. Right?”She nodded her head.“I believe in you,” I said firmly, “and I have grown jaded sexually.”She looked confused.“When you can read a woman’s mind,” I said, “it is very easy to get her into bed. I know exactly what to say. I know what little gifts would absolutely melt her heart.”“How do I know that isn’t what you are doing right now?” she asked.“I might be,” I answered, “but it doesn’t make any difference. If I go to bed with you and totally open myself up to you, you are behind whatever it. Subsequently she made both pulsate faster and faster, until she came almost screaming.Sometimes the sex action in my mother’s bedroom went on for so long, that I jacked off so many times after each other that the next day my dick was sore. The few times that I saw my mother during this time, usually only every now and then during breakfast or dinner, I tried to act as normal as possible. That was difficult with the images of her sordid exploits prominently present in my mind, but I absolutely.