I only vaguely remember getting home and collapsing into bed to tired todo anything else. I strip out of my lingerie and toss it on the floor andhead ...ff to get ready for work. I have the water turned up particularlyhot scrubbing his cum off my face and trying to get clean again. FinallyI dry off and shave and head to my dressers to get clothes for the day.Opening my underwear drawer I suddenly remember that he told me I had towear a bra and panty all the time from now on. I decide that I had. I think I'm almost done."Just then, Matty exploded with his orgasm, shooting his cum the length of my arms, splashing it on the cleavage showing above my swimsuit. He saw that and his body jerked out of my hand and he almost fell. I grabbed him and sat him on the side of the tub."Are you alright, Honey?" Yeah, I guess so. I just never had one that strong before!"And that became our routine. We didn't talk about it, we just did it. Every morning in the shower, I would give my son a hand-job. I. I have it in view. It's moving south from the monitor point at roughly 90 clicks an hour." Stay on it!" Heinrich instructed his man."Dale?" Yes Vyagar?" I just intercepted a cell call you might find interesting," Vyagar replied. He let Dale hear an unscrambled recording of the call."Sounds like you've located one of the villains Vyagar. Good work!" Dale enthused."Actually I was also able to pinpoint the location of the other cell phone as well, so we could grab both of them if you want." Sounds. "I hear something," cautioned the third member of our rescue squad, his voice barely audible. We knew him as Chen; he was an affable member of the local police force who spoke excellent English. Coincident with Chen's declaration, my ears picked up the unmistakable sound of approaching footsteps. The three of us ducked down under the shrubbery and listened. The footsteps grew louder and closer, and were soon accompanied by voices, speaking in hushed tones. I knew one of those voices very well..