” No wonder my dad had such a pot belly. The smell of bacon must have wakened him because he came in wearing a short silky maroon robe over his red ...ikini underwear and saw what I was doing. “What do you think you're doing?” “What does it look like I'm doing?” Then added, “How about slicing the onion for me.” Though his startled eyes widened, I handed him the knife I was about to use, then found some salt and pepper to add to the egg batter. “You want me to slice an onion?” “Yes. I want to. .I mean dad.Then it happened, instead of riding up and down on my cock and fucking me (which I wouldn't have mind anyway), she just stayed in place, no movement. It puzzled me at first until I heard her say, "You're going to get to watch AND FEEL me cum on your cock will I play with myself. You're going to feel my cunt muscles squeeze your dick as I bring myself to orgasm."OMG! My mom was about to masturbate while my dick, yes MY DICK, was jammed up inside of her velvet box.I could she her eyes. I managed to undo four buttons when she sat up, reached behind her, and unbuttoned the rest. She stood up to remove her dress, and walked over to hang it up in the closet. I sat up and took off my jacket and cummerbund, throwing them onto the other bed, then untied my shoes and kicked them off. I looked over as Melissa finished hanging up her dress. She was still wearing a half-slip with a strapless bra, and the silken material clung to her hips enticingly, falling in folds around her knees.. The guestroom I was in had a full bath and I went in and started to get myself ready for the day. Since the bedroom door was closed I left the bathroom door open so the bathroom mirror would not get fogged up from the steam of the shower. The shower had a clear glass door and the bathroom had a big mirror on the opposite wall above the sink. I got in the shower and started to get soaped up. I had forgot that my friend’s mother said she would get me a towel but I remembered when I saw her.