One more stroke, perhaps two, no more than three and I’d be at the tipping point. I could feel it getting close.The back door slammed. I heard a gas..., a strangled gulp, and turned my head to look. Mom was standing on the back porch. What the hell? She was supposed to be gone all afternoon.“You two. Get dressed and meet me inside, right now.”My erection disappeared in an instant. We jumped up and fumbled our clothes on. Sam turned to me.“I love you.”Her grey eyes.I pulled her to me and kissed. Both Helena and Miwa giggled. I recovered, saying, "You directors will have to give the bad news to your actors. We'll have our first working dinner after the post rehearsal meeting with Mr. O'Casey this afternoon. That's if it's needed." It's needed, Joe," said Lindy. Jessica nodded.We looked at Natasha who shrugged. "What? Lindy hardly has any dialogue as it is."Looking far too pleased with herself, Lindy sat up proudly and smiled smugly."Bitch," I grumbled. She stuck her tongue at me and I. Her lips and tongue worked back and forth on the front third of his cock as her hands massaged the back of the shaft and massaged as he built up momentum and volume for his release. When he leaned over to take one of her bare breasts in his hand she could feel him accelerating. With her nipple between his fingers he intermittently pinched as he came closer. This wasn’t their usual love play where she would take him up and down until he couldn’t stand it. This was one steady climb without pause.. No, I wanted something visual. Something I could watch to experience a far more intense climax.After the shower, I waited until Aunty Amy entered the bathroom and turned on the water to make sure she wouldn't come out for at least fifteen or twenty minutes. Once I heard the distinct patter of hot water upon the tiled shower floor, I sat down in a chair within the corner of the room and began to search for pornography on my iPhone.Time soon escaped me. I went through one video after another, but.