She figured her husband Jason is right, that has to be something else. Grossed out, she reached to collect the towel by the corners and noticed that t...he headboard was also splashed with what was clearly cum. She grabbed another towel to clean off the headboard. Just the cum on the headboard was more than two of Jason's biggest loads, and how to explain the towel?The next morning was the weekend. Lisa laid in bed while Jason fingered her clit and thought about how it would feel to have so much. Callum didn’t understand what the boy meant but he clearly understood the sexy word, but he wasn’t sure how this little guy could help him find that which he was looking for, which he himself wasn’t even sure of. “I don’t understand... what kind of sexy?” Callum asked shrugging his shoulders casually trying to appear disinterested.The little boy could see that he had Callum’s attention, the fish was nibbling on the hook, young he might be but he was well versed in the art of seduction, the. But...”“But what?”“Don’t do that again, please.”“Don’t do what?”“Rub up against me, or whatever the hell you were doing.”Lara stared at me. “It was just part of the show, Matt.”“It was weird. It’s one thing to do that to Pete, because he’s your boyfriend, but don’t do it with me, all right?”She contemplated for a bit and then nodded. “I’m sorry. I was just trying to have a little fun, that’s all.”“I know, but...” I spread my hands, having nothing else to say.“It was a great show, Matt. Thanks. “How long have I been out?”My mom smiles at me with a look of concern and relief. She rubs the back of my head. “Luke it’s been three days. You have a pretty nasty concussion. Your ribs are badly bruised. You also have a black eye.”Before I can say anything, my dad speaks up. “Luke, what HAPPENED to you?!?! A Good Samaritan at the mall found you by your car completely passed out from the injuries you received and called the cops!”I remember what Clark told me to say and tell my parents that.