I was reading one of the men's magazines that I had retrieved from my parents' bedroom, enjoying the letters section, as I stroked my cock rhythmicall...y from base to knob. I was oblivious to my mother's entrance from the side verandah, rather than through the front door, where I had been expecting anyone would arrive. She smiled and commented that I looked to be having fun. I replied, "Sorry I did not realise you were home." She remarked that her friend Jenny had to go to town and had dropped. Either way. I figured with a haircut, a shave, breath mints and deodorant, I could cover anything from the border guards. It worked. I was laughing.What I didn't know was that the authorities knew about my 'second job' all along. They just wanted to find out who I was delivering for. I thought I was a big shot, but they knew I was just a drugged out nobody."Terry watched the smooth delivery of this increasingly twisted story as it escaped Suit Man's lips. He gasped a bit with each. And you like to let everybody do their own thing..." He glanced down at her and pressured inward with his powerful legs so that his inner thighs squeezed into her bare satiny skin. "I suppose your -- uh -- personal life is just as progressive as your teaching..."This last observation sounded like a question, and Natalie wasn't sure how to answer it. The Camp Director was obviously hinting broadly at her most private sexual habits, but she couldn't believe her ears. This man was supposed to be a. “Ready?” she asked with a smile.“Y-Yes,” I stammered. I was still hard and now I had tostand up. What would I do?She walked over to her chair and motioned for me to sitdown. I threw caution to the wind. I stood up andwalked over to her. My cock pressed against my jeansand I knew I had an enormous bulge. I watched her eyesas I walked over, she quickly peeked at my crotch andthen turned away. I sat down, and she walked over toBrit and whispered something to her.Julie came.