I picked up my phone out of habit and texted you. “Honey, I hope you don’t mind but I am going to touch myself to the thought of you.” My pus...y began pulsing for attention remembering your grunts and groans. I slowly unbuttoned my pants trying to make it as realistic as possible. My ginger hip movements to slide off my pants, reminded me of the look you had when I did the same thing for you. I exposed my white and pink thong hoping that soon I could unveil them to you. My hips rocked back. "I can't get the door to open I don't know how to work the locks, sorry." Said the mother who was only there to get her sick daughter. You could tell the mother was holding back her laughter at the situation.Just as the mother finished talking the boys made it to the frightened cheerleaders. The teens started getting the cheerleaders holding them against the wall. The cheerleaders did their best to keep the guys from grabbing their breasts or putting their hands up their short cheerleader. All of the women then began working his muscles.None of the women said anything and he was content to enjoy the feelings while he tried to make some sense of the situation. When they helped him sit up and get into the whirlpool tub, his cock had lost none of it stiffness.Once they were all seated, Phyllis told him "I have heard that a tragic loss of a wife can leave a man impotent. At least that is not one of your problems. Do you masturbate a lot, or is there just no desire there?" Phyllis,. “Say what?”“I don’t know. The way you were acting, I definitely wasn’t expecting you to ask about lights!”“Yeah, well...”“How many do you need?”“I don’t know. Two or three is fine. Oh, and if you have any extension cords, like long ones, that would be cool too.”“Sure. What’s the project?”“I’m taking pictures of Muireann in the pool at night. Trying to make some sort of fantasy scene out of it, but we’ll see.”“That sounds really cool! And now I see why you don’t need me to pose nude. You already.