I don't think Marie could have been happier. I was riding with Bailey, Suzette, Marie and Lexi in my Bravada."This is your house?" Lexi asked in amaze...ent when we pulled into the drive. "It's huge."I told her a lot of people live there, so it had to be."Everyone you saw tonight will be here for Christmas," I told her. "And all of them live here except you, your mom and your grandma. If we didn't have a big house we'd have to have people sleeping in the yard."Suzette and Marie were agog when we. As I was walking back front the front of the house to the side I could hear someone talking,so I stopped and slowly looked into he kitchen. She was opening the refrigerator and talking but I didn't see anyone else,so I bent down and got back up to look in again and there she was in her full length Pink semi-sheer night gown. I hit paydirt so I knew I was going to be there for a few minutes,but where was the other woman,She kept talking to as she sat at her kitchen table drinking something in a. After that, I left the office, went down to my car parked in the office buildings parkade and went towards home. My thoughts came back like a black tide as they washed over my conscious thought blocking everything else out , even the radio talking about some world event I currently had little care about. I thought about that night, and the truth that I did enjoy masturbating in front of my son just as much as I enjoyed watching my son masturbate in front of me. I had known he was above me for. Frances kept taunting me in the video and I could hear my own cock squishing with precum as Frances wanked me frantically. The image of Lori masturbating to the image caused my prick to stiffen like a steel rod.My mind split violently into two equal halves: the protective parent on one side and the fuck starved pervert on the other. If I didn't look again, I scolded myself. I could sneak down the stairs and clatter about in the vestibule till Lori heard me. Of course she masturbated, I chided.