..stimulating me." What has to be done, has to be done," mom replied. "But, one thing Jacob, although I didn't say anything at the time, you did try t... rub yourself on my pussy through my shorts earlier. Remember, you may never penetrate me."I felt a rush of disappointment go through me."But," continued mom, "We can do other things."My cock stirred."Er, like what mom?" I asked, questioningly."Well, you say, and I'll tell you if we can. But not just now. Let's finish eating and talk about. My pussy started to get wet as I ran my finger in and out.“Tell me more,” “and rub my tits for me too,” I moaned from the bed.John went on telling me that they sat out on her patio talking as she soaked up the sun. I asked her about her husband and she said he was on the road a lot with his job. I was getting a little uncomfortable as I had gotten a big boner that I could not make go down. I had to put my hands over my dick as we talked or she would have seen that I had a boner.“I should be. He started finger fucking me hard while slowly pulling my foreskin back and squeezing my cock hard. He had a very strong grip and he was lifting me up onto tip toe by my cock it felt. Finally he let me relax a bit and took his finger out and told me suck his cock so I sank to my knees and put my lips around that massive bell end and started to lick and suck it. As I started to fondle his massive balls he told me no hands and to wank myself slowly while he started to slowly fuck my aching mouth.. He explained my duties (in glorious detail which I shall spare you here). In short, I was to be a live in nurse/care attendant for Mr Peters. He was a very wealthy businessman who had had a horse riding accident a few months earlier. As a result he was bed ridden and needed help with virtually everything. A physically big man, it was too much for most female nurses, particularly at nights, so they had decided to hire a male helper, who would live in the house, be on call from 1800 to 0800 and.