He was washing his cock and not bothering that she was there. He was stroking an almost fully developed erection with his soapy hand. Emma’s pussy s...asmed involuntarily, causing her to lean against the wall for support.Instantly Randy was at her side. “Hey, you okay babe, what happened?”Here was Emma’s chance; she reached out for that soapy, thick, cock protruding from the man’s groin. Now she would succeed.“Ouch, hey! What was that for?” Emma’s hand had been slapped away from the prize she. Her tits although not as nice as Michelle’s breasts were very nice small nipples and small areolas but just as big.Michelle turns and gives them a wink as I am fucking her harder and faster. Michelle then starts moaning that she is gonna cum again, and starts squirting her pussy juices all over me and the floor.That drives me crazy so I pull out and shoot a massive load all over her gorgeous ass and her back.I then proceed to rub it all in her skin.The blonde and her bf while still fucking. Racks of clothes hung above me, dull orange light leaking in from cracks in the sliding doors, and the floor was lined with rows of shoes, lending the tiny room that leathery, shoe-store scent.My mother's clothes and shoes took up nearly all the closet space. What little clothing my father had must've been stored in a small wooden dresser that stood like airon safe near their bed. Inviolable.Hiding in the quiet, tidy, warm sanctuary of the closet, originally just seeking solace from a loud and. I made Mom a cup of coffee and set it in front of her. She didn't move.I sat next to her and held her hand for a few minutes and thought about what to do. It was still early about 8:30 but there hadn't been a single phone call. I was puzzled about that until it hit me. Nobody other than Marty, Karen and and Kim know. Damn, I'm gonna have to make the calls."Mom, I have to make some calls. Kim's going to sit here with you. I'll be in my room, OK?"She just barely nodded.Kim made me a glass of soda.