All his worries seemed to evaporate as he cleaned. He didn't think aboutnot having a job or money to pay the rent. He was hungry and withlittle money...really couldn't afford to buy food. He took his mind offthat by watching TV, or doing laundry, Vacuuming seemed to help also,but as the day wound down thoughts of being broke and homeless startedto creep into his thoughts. Teary eyed he sat on the couch and pouted.What to do?Knock.Knock.Knock.Clancy opened the door."Good after noon Nancy," Jack. Abandoning my boobs, she transferred her hand to my clitoris, and began to rub at it, her fingers alternating between fast and slow up-and-down movements. As Matt’s cock pumped in and out, I could feel the clitoral stimulation from her fingers start to propel me towards orgasm.“Oh God, oh yes,” I gasped, “That’s it, don’t stop.”Her fingers began to move faster, and my breathing hastened to match them. I was letting out little squeaks now as my orgasm inexorably built within me. I began to. Then after a while she left giving a romantic look at me.As expected that evening she came at around 6.3OPM, I was in the hall with TV switched on. When she entered she was eagerly expecting me and she was happy to see me in home. Then, She went and sat in the dinning hall and was chatting with my mom who was working in Kitchen. Then I walked to check her out. She was sitting on the dinning chair in a position so that I can see her navel. There was a fridge in the adjacent room. I opened the. The door was closed but not locked. “Gosh mum, you could knock before entering,” I admonished her as she stood there, staring at the two of us. We briefly stopped our actions, but Christopher did not dismount me. He tried to pull out of me, but I held him firm, determined not to let our mother’s presence interrupt what we were busy doing. “I am awfully sorry to interrupt, my dears, I did not expect to find the two of you here,” she said. Then thoughtfully she added: ” Carry on, I will leave and.