The clock shows 1 am. I head to the shower and have a quick shower and put on my loose oversized T-shirt reaching my thighs, it slides to aside showin... my shoulder. With a pair of cotton panties. I look out of my door and see Dick’s room light is still on. I walk pass it slowly, putting my ear on the door expecting some more moans. But all I can hear is just typing noises. Meaning he is doing his assignments. Well, good to know at least he doesn’t ditch his responsibility. I walk pass his room. I nodded, but then tensed a little as I felt her hand rise above my knee.“You and Becky are still good aren’t you?” she asked, her hand still, but her fingers gently stroking my skin.I nodded wondering what she meant, but guessing she was questioning our physical relationship.“She is still looking after my little boy isn’t she?” mum asked, her eyes staring into mine as if trying to read my answer in my reaction.Mum has always been a bit old fashioned in her ways, having been in a lucky position. A man in his mid-fifties I saw him as a kind man. He always found tie to speak with me and give me advice on everything to include sex. One day when I broke down and told him how I felt after I masturbated, he didn’t laugh at me nor condemn my actions, but reach over and hugged me like the kind uncle I pictured him. It was during this hug I felt his soft cock growing and press against my right thigh. I tried to ignore it, but my body tingled. He released me gently and stepped back. As if on. " That's okay, Sir. May I turn around now?" Yes." And Sarah turned to see her Master for the first time.Michael was an impressive sight, standing there in front of her. His 6'4", 234 pound stature combined with his well-defined muscular body was enough to impress any woman. He had a strong jaw and handsome face with brown wavy hair that almost reached his strong shoulders and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. They seemed to look right into her soul and she could feel herself melting into them.