I could taste saltiness so I knew the pre-cum was beginning to seep from him, a sure sign he was getting ready, so I lashed his cock-head with my tong...e Dimly one part of my brain was thinking that we were in public and anyone could be watching. I opened my eyes and looked around but there was no-one there, we were still the only car in the parking area and the traffic was going past both ways with no-one slowing down to watch as, even though we were in a copse of trees they were sparse and we. After a few moments, recent pictures of Peter atthe beauty salon and at Merstead Hall were added to the mix.The blue background momentarily appeared again before a new set ofimages flashed before him. These were of male and female shoes. He couldfeel his breathing shorten as picture of various pointed toe highstiletto heels and frilly satin heels with bows flashed buy. The maleshoes seemed offensive and out of place.Beside Peter, Cordelia Cutwell smiled as she saw the very predicableresults.. A million thoughts were flooding my mind all at once now, did my mother just catch me jerking off? Did she smile at me while doing it, did she maybe even like it? It was too much, I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. Without warning, silent as a mouse, my mother was infront of me with a roll of toilet paper."Let me clean that semen up for you hunny, unless you want to take another shower?" she said with a concerned look. I was stunned, but gladly accepted what was happening right now. HE was untouchable, although he didall the 'touching' he wanted. And he proved it the first time we werealone together in his palatial office.Late one evening, I was dispatched by my boss to delivery some paperworkto His office. He spotted me waiting for the sign-off by his secretaryand asked me to 'discuss something with him' in his office.I was a bit nervous when he told the secretary that he didn't want to bedisturbed, then closed the heavy door, leaving us alone together.He took my hand and.