After a few minutes we broke lip contact to catch our breaths.“Let’s get more comfortable ... the bedroom is that way” she said pointing to the ...rea behind me.Karen sat patiently on the edge of her massive bed, waiting for me to finish undressing. I was down to just my undershorts when she said “Stop ... I want to remove them”. I expected that she was curious as to what was causing the massive tenting of my shorts.I stepped forward to be within reach. She ran her small hand over the front of my. My thoughts separated going off in two different directions at once. David's lovely hard prick squirting his pleasure, his deep-throated moan of delight accompanying, and thus holding me to my actions. My confusion, thought felt only for a moment, soon giving way to the added eroticism of seeing mom standing there masturbating, wondering even as she was, was she aware that I knew she was? Then looking up, catching her eye to eye even as I knelt swallowing David's cream, licking my lips, seeing. I couldn’t even tell if it was he who pushed forward, or myself who pulled him in until the tip of his cock’s head was once again rubbing against my clit as I stroked his shaft. As a novice, I knew my handjob wasn’t great. I’m not sure it was even good, but it had my uncle wrestling even more than if he were to do it himself. Soon, his cock became an extension of myself. As I stroked faster, I felt the friction increase as it rubbed more vigorously against my bare clit. As I jerked harder, I. It's just about the best restaurant in the area. When we were getting ready to leave, we found that someone had picked up and paid our check. The Maitre di said it was someone wanting to say "Thanks." Seeing what that meant to Danny, some stranger doing that, is what got me started doing the same thing. Danny cried on the way home. He told me that he was not worthy of such an honor, and that he wished it hadn't happened. I told him much the same thing I told that young man tonight, that someone.