When it’s time, Matti and I enter the boys tent. I’ve taken my sleeping bag, Ole his one. I know that Matti loves to be massaged. A very special m...ssage will be the reward for him that I have promised and I plan a little game for us. I close the zipper of our tent and command like a drill sergeant: “UNDRESS AND LAY DOWN ON YOUR AIR BED, F A C E D O W N.” He looks at me wondering: “Why… What… How…”? He can’t say a complete sentence. “DO IT”, I bark at him. He is completely confused but does as. ’ Emily put the book back on the shelf, and walked over to kiss him. The next morning they took a shower together. Ken prepared an excellent breakfast for them consisting of omelets, freshly squeezed orange juice, and coffee ground from beans he had bought on a recent trip to Jamaica. The cups, plates, and silverware reminded her of an exhibit she had seen at the Smithsonian in an exhibit on the eighteenth century English aristocracy. When he drove her to her apartment in his Jaguar she. Which brings me to what started it all.... I came home early after two appointments were cancelled. I slipped out of my heels and was going to my room to undress and shower when I noticed the light of my room was on, and I knew I hadn’t left it on. Cautiously, I peeked around the corner and into my room. On my bed stroking his cock with one of my thigh high stockings was my son. I barely caught the gasp that was about to escape my lips. My son was jerking off on my bed and seemingly reading. We'd just have a go at each other when the desire and the opportunity intersected in time and place.When I finished in the shower, I turned off the water, opened the shower curtain, and stepped out onto the mat. Mom reached up and pulled a towel down off the shelf and handed it to me. I started drying my hair as Mom said "Aunt Jessie called. She's pulled a muscle in her neck and shoulder and asked if you could please come over there and try to rub it out for her."I asked "When?" I guess as soon.