1, 2, 3, 4 jets in my mouth. I swallowed half and the other half drooled out my mouth. Finally I was done. I looked outside and it was dark, I was thi...king about driving home but I was still in no shape to drive. I asked Matt is I could sleep over and he looked at me with his semi-hard cock covered in spit and cum, pat me on the ass and said you know what it will cost you.He went to the bathroom to wash off, reached in his dresser drawer and pulled out a skirt. I asked him what is that for, he. She pushed a finger inside herself. “Ahhh,” she moaned, maybe a little too loud. There was a knock and her mom pushed the bedroom door open. “You awake, baby?” Tamara sat bolt upright. Did her mom hear what she’d been doing? Was she busted? Tamara concentrated on her voice, making sure it was steady and low as if she’d been asleep. “What, Momma?” Her mom came in and closed the door behind her as if there was someone else in the house, though there wasn’t. Maybe she just didn’t want the. Now my hardened dick already started oozing out precum and my underwear got wet.As soon as she saw my meat bulge and wet underwear from the unzipped part, she slid her hand inside my garment and started feeling my hard and hot dick. She started circling the dick head over the wet spot continuously teasing my dick.She closed her eyes while feeling the warmth and wetness of my dick.Then she removed the part of my underwear, lowered it down and started caressing the dick head directly from the. Blush, no thank you; I have done enough of the real thing. Ear studs, check. It had been a while since I had worn the Judge's gift. He had chosen them to go with this 120 year old cameo. Thinking about Henry settled me. This was exactly the kind of thing he might have taken me to, and expected nothing but a peck on the cheek afterward. Tonight, I might not be satisfied with a chaste kiss, but Mr. Richards would have to cooperate.I went down to the door precisely at 5:30. A big diesel Mercedes.