"I suppose you could call her to you."Jason shook his head. "No, that won't be necessary. It might call attention to the fact that I suspect something...is up. I'd rather not tip my hand."Stacy nodded. "Understandable. Very well, you may stay here as long as you like." She smiled. "Would you like to partake of the attentions of your slaves while you are here?" I'm going to pass this time. If something is going to happen, I need to be ready. My slaves would be a distraction." I suppose that is a. I told him that if he needed to, that it was okay and that I understood, something that he was agreeable to. I told my son that if he needed to do it now, that I would love to watch him. He replied “really mum? Do you really want me to jack off now?” I replied that I did. I pulled down the doona and could see a big bulge in his boxers. I asked him to remove his boxers, which he promptly did, and then he started to stroke his cock. His cock was circumcised with a large head, probably just over. .. "Opening her eyes the, Lauralee saw the woman's reason for hesitating. There on the bed, poised behind his wife's upthrust and shining ass, was Chris Hartmann. Lauralee hadn't even heard him come into the room, or felt the difference his weight made upon the bed.Looming chunky and wide, hairy-chested and taut, the man was maneuvering his swollen cockhead into his wife's scarlet-mossed mound from behind. Feeling the spongy thrust, Jessica had been startled for a moment, but now Lauralee felt. Isat at the table and had my breakfast. Luke and the girl came downstairsand he opened the door and they kissed as he said I will call you soon. Shewalked out, I assume to an uber. Luke grabbed a pop tart and and got theorange juice out of the fridge. He took the cap off and started to drinkstraight from the container. I watched and he gulped more and more of thejuice. Finally he put the cap on and said, damn I was thirsty. He startedeating the pop tart and said we need to head out. On the ride.