I need you to get under my desk and massage my feet while I get some things caught up. Come on now, I don’t have all evening, get down on your knees...over here.” You could tell he was so eager but wanted to play it off like he didn’t want to do it. He slowly knelt down in front of my desk when I shrugged, pointed to my nylon covered foot, and wiggled my toes, “Don’t be upset if that little cramped space smells like musky feet. Scoot back in there so I can have some room.” AJ slid back under my. She stopped dead in her tracks, and stood quietly listening. There was no mistake; she had heard what she thought she heard. The moans seemed high in pitch, more female than male. She knew Kyle’s voice had turned deep and husky once he hit puberty, so it couldn’t be him. A definite girly ‘yelp’ broke the moaning monotony and Martha slowly backtracked her steps.Kyle’s door was open barely an inch, but peering inside closely; Martha could see who was making the sounds she heard. Lying on Kyle’s. I unloaded an enormous load right down her throat. She pulled back to just the head and started to jack the rest of me with both hands. I spasmed again and another enormous wad shot directly into her mouth. As she continued to pump my shaft, I release spurt after spurt into her suctioning mouth until if felt like she was drawing my insides out. As I softened between her lips she gave it one more tug and then released me to hang limply once more. ‘Oh my god honey, I don’t believe you did. I looked at my husband with a quizzed look, 'Has he been', I asked?'Yes', he replied, 'about five minutes after I got up'. I swallowed hard, 'He came to the door, and you had opened the curtains'?He said yes to both questions, as he walked back out of the room.I had a sudden queasy feeling in my stomach, not a sickly queasiness, just a deep gnawing feeling, being seen naked was one thing, but was I subconsciously touching myself, as I lay before fully awakening, somehow being espied doing it by.