“Go on in. He wants to see you first.” I nod, as I cross the roped off entrance, once he unclips it. I head upstairs to where I know Aiden will be... He seems to always be in his office, even when the club is jammed packed. It’s still early though. I notice he is on the phone, so I knock lightly on the glass window of his door. He waves me in and then puts on a single finger, motioning me to be silent. He’s been a good friend of mine for about four years. He is married to a rich snob of a wife,. With great difficulty I went to my room and masturbated thinking of the sights I had seen in the past 24 hours. After a few days, I decided to sleep with mom in the afternoon, giving some excuse that my room was too bright with sunlight filtering in. After she went to sleep, I started working my way through her saree, first inserting my hand through her side where it was loose. Then I felt the petticoat lightly over her thighs, then roaming around her pussy but I felt something hard between her. Exactly what he should be doing. Instead, thanks to his mom, who had to work an extra shift tonight, he got stuck walking his little sister Trish around for trick-or-treat. It just wasn't fair. He loved his sister and all, and she wasn't nearly as much of a pain in the ass as some 8 year-olds he knew, but still... when was his mother going to understand that he was growing up now, becoming a man, and that he didn't want to be a babysitter any more?"Let's go down Dogwood Street," Trish said,. . the both of us jacking him. He sort of sat up a bit clearly enjoying what was being done to him and groaned loudly. His head swelled and the first stream of jizm shot from his cock. He had told Iris on the phone that it had been 5 days since his last orgasm and it showed. Again and again hot streams of cum shot out of his cock running down Iris’ clenched fist. And she was sure to milk out every last drop. He said something to the effect of- "oh my ...sorry about the big mess". Iris said "no.