Megan cannot fully make it out but from what she can hear James is definitely exhaling heavily.'Was that a moan!? What if he's watching it now!? He sh...uldn't be...! It's dangerous!' Megan thinks to herself.Megan bites her lower lip even harder, trying to make up a decision of what to do next. She makes the decision to open her eyes and knock on her son's door."James... honey?" she calls out in her gentle tone."Yeah...!?" James quickly calls back. "What is it, mom?" Can I come in? I need to talk. I seem to be doing most of the talking, but she is listening intently, to everything I say about the music. I finally let her have a couple of words, and she decides to sit down with me, and talk more about music. Apparently she plays the cello for fun. I am now just getting giddy with this girl because she has become almost the most attractive person ever.She looks me in the eyes, and begins to talk more about her playing, and looking for a new way to approach the instrument. I mention to her. . I don’t mind...”.Amber was shaking her head in denial, though her voyeuristic tendencies were going nuts as she watched Bree reach over with one hand and lightly touch Jax’s bouncing cock. With a moan, she let go of her reserve, and willingly spread her thighs as Robin crawled under the table. Robin’s hands ran up the soft thighs of her friend, moving up to frame her damp naked sex. With a lick, and then another, she slowly began to touch and taste her way to the inside of the aroused. "You heard me." Well, the moment's kind of passed now that you're home," I said, looking at the carpet."Masturbate, my little slut. That's an order."I swallowed, the sound amplified in my head. It always amazes me that you can turn me on so quickly by such simple action, such as casually groping my breasts, or in this case, with just a single command. I obediently trotted back into our bedroom and undressed, fully this time. By the time I was sitting naked on our bed, you'd taken off your coat.