I reduced the pressure and began faster strokes, my fist thudding into his body at the base of his proud manhood, then sliding full-length to the tip....His boiling semen could wait no longer - a huge surge began deep in his body, building and racing up the length of his erection, exploding past my firm grip - a jet of white semen shot out, splashed against my naked thigh. I stroked harder, felt a second burst of semen gather. My grip on his erection tightened as his second spurt was launched,. He tried to cover his obvious bulge between his legs but with no success&hellip, Its ok, I understand&hellip, I guess both of us should be more careful&hellip, I remembered the last time when we had a similar encounter and his little problem afterwards. We would have been stuck here all day, and Im sure mom was waiting for her photos. I just didnt want to get him in trouble or have him explain to mom why he cant bring them down or even leave my room. I just reacted to the situation. I was. Was this just a coincidence or was Annette aware of showing? I wasn't sure, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that Annettes leg was laying over my lap and I had an erection that was impossible to miss. I exused myself and went to the bathroom. I was sure she noticed. In the bathroom Annettes dirty laundry was lying in a basket, I soon found a pair of undies and couldn't stop myself from having a sniff. They smelled lovely, Annette asked me if I wanted to sleep in an extra bed from her. "I will get those and be back in just a sec," she started, handing him the order menu and brushing against his shoulder with her hand in small flirtation.The older man tried to sustain his grin from the attention, but was failing. "Thank you very much....erm..." he searched her chest, not finding a name plate."Oh, sorry about that. My name is Jessica, and I'll be taking care of you while you're here!" she announced with a huge smile, another common greeting from her waitressing days."Well thank.