“Will do. Two minutes.” He killed the call. “We’re here?” I asked. “We’re here,” he confirmed. He didn’t understand the subtext of t...e question – he is male – so I sat with arms even more robustly folded than before. “Are you coming?” “No,” I answered. “Not like this.” “Caitlin, look around you…” As bidden I surveyed the scene. There were a large number of women in groups of two or three and many of them were not wearing much more than me. They were rowdy, they approached the cars that slowed. Me being the devil I am, I left my phone on the patio set. Bobs walks out the house and said man I’m leaving for work and I said yeah I’m getting ready to go back home. So we leave and once we get down the road, ding ding, I left my phone. I flashed him and he pulled over and I said man I left my phone on the patio I gotta go get it. He said ok cool I’ll catch up later. Bet. Hehehehe free shot back to the house to see what kind of trouble I can get into. As I’m pulling in his mom is checking. Then she began…softly stroking her hand up and down the full length of my cock, just as she had just seen me doing…stopping her upward strokes when her fingers bumped over the rim of the head, before sliding her hand right down to the base, brushing through my pubic hair, and then back up the shaft again. I trembled as her hand ran smoothly over the entire length of my shaft. I just lay there as she jerked me off, my eyes now closed; my head tilted back resting against the headboard. Soon my. My hands instinctively reached up and tucked his cock back into his boxers and zipped him up. My task completed I stood up before him once more. Morrow himself stood up and headed over to the chair with the deep cushions. I watched him sit down in it and was surprised that with him in it that the chair finally looked to be about the right depth. He grabbed a remote control from beside the chair and looked at me. I put two and two together just before he said it. Come sit in my lap dear and well.