I have a room here. Care to share it with me for the night.”“Yes. Lead the way I say.”“We get up to go. I throw some money on the counter and ...ollow you, loving your round ass in those tight jeans. You turn around and smile, looking at me.“Follow me, stranger.”Just then Hannah sat back in her chair and looked at me and swallowed, glancing around the café then back at me. “You’re getting me wet, Thom,” she said, surprising me.“Good,” I said. “We’ve entered each other’s secret life, haven’t. “Go on.” You took my hand and brought it to your lips, kissed each of my gloved fingertips. “Tell me more.” You lie back on the bed, resting your reddish hair on one arm, your other hand still touching me in that most intimate, sensitive spot. I relaxed too. I felt my legs open wider and, my sphincter moved like a hungry little mouth.“I pictured you holding me tenderly, helping me get past the nervous, giggly part of the night...you, the more experienced lover, taking it as slowly as you sensed. "She leaned in and gave me a calming, motherly kiss on the forehead. I said, "If you know I can hear you, why do you continue?" She openly responded, "Because, I find it erotic that my son is listening to my moans of pleasure. It's sick, I know. Just please don't tell your father."Immediately, I said, "I find it just as erotic. I've always found the sound of you and dad having sex erotic."After about ten seconds of sitting there, she looked my in the eye and and smiled cutely. I gave her a. It might sound silly, but I am pleased with my work. I start to stroke the cock that is in my left hand and my right reaches up, searching for the other cock which is now exposed and needing attention. The pressure on my head is released for a few seconds, so I pull my mouth off Master’s cock and take several deep breaths, However, not once do I stop stroking the cocks in each of my hands and I find a moment to smile at my Master before finding his cock with my mouth once again and sucking him.