Why didn't you chat with us?" I'm a little shy. Besides, I was ready for bed and had almost nothing on."His grin said it all. "I just had my 'jama bot...oms on and sis just had her white shorty on, so we'd have been even." Not exactly," I said laughing. "Old women like me get into mucho trouble for that kind of stuff." If he only knew how much I would have loved to unzip those jeans and see the contents of his underwear."You're hardly old, Rach." How old are you and Zoe, Zach?" We just made. We continue and then you catch me peeping. You kneel upright put the back of your hand to your forehead to indicate you are hot, you shake your shirt to generate some breeze and undo another button. You lean forward, you naughty lady I can see all your breasts in their flimsy lacy bra down your now gaping shirt, you smile and wiggle your body, your breasts wobbling. You kneel again and this time are rubbing the handle of the trowel you are using, your tongue is licking your lips as you continue. “Don’t you want me?” she asked. “Don’t you want to be really bad with me?”“I do,” I admitted. “But not enough to give up a full date with you.”“But I need you,” she moaned. “I need your cock. I want to be your whore. I want you to use me.”I rubbed my cock. She licked her lips watching me.“Too bad we have to wait,” I said.She let out another frustrated moan. “What if I don’t tell him?” she asked.“What do you mean?”“If you come to fuck me, it will be our secret. Outside the arrangement.”“You. Before I knew it, my hand had again taken control, removing my cock from my briefs. I walked to the sink, looked again at myself in the mirror, and in no time at all was shooting another load into the bowl. As I did, I imagined the plug hole to be my mother's mouth, and tried to get as many of the spurts as possible to go directly into it.As the force lessened, the spurt became a dribble and finally stopped. I then used my finger to push the rest of it down the sinks side so that all of it.