Cynthia is not going to the meeting she told you she was, I'm meeting her downstairs for drinks. Enjoy the show, I know I will." The screen scrambled ...or a moment then snapped back into focus.Cynthia was wearing a tight black cocktail dress and she looked good. The time notation was 7:55 PM. Jack watched as George kissed Cynthia and rubbed his hands up and down her back, lingering on her ass. He reached up and pulled her zipper down. It was hard to hear what was being said so Jack turned up the. Erica came over and sat between her mother's legs, lifting her hair up out of the way so her mother could attach the chain behind her neck. I could now see it was an old-fashioned locket and Erica was clutching at it like she'd never let it go. Sandy finally got the chain latched, and gave her a little shove.Erica stood up and ran to the mirror, looking at herself. She came and stood in front of us, striking several poses. It was so damned cute. I couldn't help but laugh.That got Sandy's. .." She seductively ran her tongue across her lips, "You'll still get your blow job. You fuck me nice and hard for awhile and I'll finish you off with my mouth like I promised." Deal." I said, standing up and stepping forward so quickly I almost tripped because my jeans were around my knees.Not wanting to take the time to take them and my shoes off, I shuffled the couple of feet to the table, pulled my chair over to the table and sat back down. The chair was perfect height to put my face within. I watched as she stared to furiously finger fuck herself with three fingers now pulling on her nipples, she removed her hand from her tits and lowered it to her clit gently tapping it at first then getting quicker and quicker, moaning and groaning and writhing all over the place in the chair.I watched in absolute awe as she came all over her fingers, crying out in ecstasy as she did so and that was all I needed to send me over the edge.I was wanking my cock so hard and fast now, I could feel.