I know it's perverted but I'd even had her in my mind when I masturbated sometimes. At 13 I did a lot of masturbating, and the thought of seducing Mot...er, of pushing her to the mattress and climbing between her spread legs always got me off quickly.When I thought about it, I figured that she must be playing with herself or something like that. I even began to wonder if she used a vibrator, one of those long, plastic, dick-shaped, battery-operated buzzing things I had seen in magazines.Then one. When she was helping the k**s with their homework, I went up to our bathroom and I rigged the handle in our shower to break. A simple yet effective way to break a piece of plastic and make sure that we get somebody out to help.Sure enough the next morning, I ended up taking a mostly cold shower but truth be told, that is what I needed since I was now more turned on than I had ever been. I headed out to the office and sure enough, 7:30, I get a call from my wife that the shower was broken and. "I had to call Missy Cameron. To ask if she knew where you were. He grandmother just died and I had to scare her by saying you were missing. So now you're gonna tell me the truth! Where were you?" I looked around in a panic. Hoping for any way out of my situation. "I was...umm...I was..." "He was with me." Natalie said coming up from behind us. "Natalie why was my son with you last night?" she asked. "I'm sorry May I really am." she said. "I broke up with my Boyfriend and got drunk. The next. I watched as hot thick streams of semen erupted from the tip of his cock sending cum splattering all over my stomach and knickers. He guided his cock as it emptied with each spurt so it ran down my belly and soaked into my knickers. Finally, he was empty. The smell of his cum filled my nostrils&hellip,and the kitchen&hellip,and I found myself wishing that he had filled me. As we stood there his cock quickly softened and I rubbed his cum into my knickers, feeling the warm fluid as it seeped.