That’s all I have to do to please him, for around seven minutes; that’s how long he normally drinks his coffee. We’re two minutes in and I start...enjoying it; I lift my head up, arch my back. Has he noticed? He has. He does not like when my head is up; the rubber does not dig into my skin; he likes that.“Head down!” he shouts. I bow down quickly but it’s too late. “How many times? Seriously?” He lifts me up off himself. My starfish closes up. He stands up, runs the leash in between my legs and. That was too good not to see again.Later while in bed with my wife I asked her about Sarah and I told her what I had seen. My wife told me that Sarah was an extremely organized woman and that they did everything by the clock. She had been over there and seen the posted schedule. Dinner, television, showers, and bedtime were all spelled out and as far as she knew…followed to the letter.I told her that I was planning on going back up on the roof the next night with my binoculars and my camera.. " "And no hanky-panky, either," she said. I knew she meant I was to try to keep an eye on John and Daphne. Parents are naive sometimes; she really thought I was going to be able to stop them from having sex. She had no idea that I was planning on encouraging them. "I'll see what I can do, Mom," I replied, and smiled at her back as she went upstairs to pack. She was gone by the time John and Daphne got back with a good string of trout. Clouds had rolled in and a brisk wind was cooling down the. She mumbled some excuse about having to finish her errands to get home to her husband when I decided to show more dominance over her. "Ok, so you don't have the time to stay and be fucked with my big cock. So how about you just suck it". Her eyes widened in shock and surprise and she just looked at me. I was starting to get real turned on and with one quick motion, unzipped my pants and pulled my hardening manhood out through the flap in my boxers. "Go ahead and do it" I said. She still.