I told her I would. That afternoon I was so horny thinking about what had happened that I went into the living room to see if she want to watch again....She was in the recliner asleep, her dress pulled up to her hips, her tits hanging down and nipples hard against the fabric. I was hard in an instant and pulled my cock out and stood in front of her and started slowly stoking again. It was so exciting I could hardly keep from coming, but I did. I mad a noise so she would wake up which she did and. But my own son, that was a differentmatter. That was the ultimate betrayal by my best mate.Brett had gone away to his cottage at the beach. It was in secluded bushlandand was mainly used by Jed and his surfer mates but Brett took Justin andthe family. Brett said Jed would teach him to surf. Thought the fresh airand outdoor life might help butch up Justin a bit. I was to join them onSunday afternoon and take Justin back home with me.I'd determined to tell Justin it was essential I move for work:. Those full breasts gyrating like some X-rated perpetual motion machine. Seeing them wiggle so frantically, and knowing he was the cause of that movement was making Keith crazy. In a way, this was better than watching porn. She would probably never go out with him now, but come to think of it, this was much better than a date. Here she was, practically naked, restrained, and at his mercy. “Ten seconds, nine, eight…” said Becky. Keith frantically moved his fingers, going faster, and faster, and. A small Ramada was also squeezed in the same parking lot. The store quickly became my window to the world. Business was typically slow with the occasional trucker on a run or traveler headed to the beach. Most of my time was spent staring out the window at the highway. That highway led somewhere else. Somewhere away from my small town and the monotonous day in and day out routine it brings with it. The other thing I would spend hours doing is browsing the old and tossed porno magazines that.