At this point she lay down the book and her spare hand moved to tease a nipple. Her head went back and her eyes closed as she stroked nipple and cunt....I could feel my cock getting hard, and slipped a hand into my Jean’s to arrange room for expansion.After a few moments, Laura rolled over onto her front, the other bow at her hip was released, and her hand went underneath her and between her legs. She started the same fucking movements on her hand that I had seen her do on top of Liz. This time. " She would say. So the fourth time she walked in on me I just kept on stroking. Mom stood there watching. I creamed a huge load into one of my socks. "My that is a lot of sperm. Do you always jizz that much? That is way more than your father or any other man I have been with. Speaking of your father, your cock is much bigger too." She said with a laugh. "Mom! Stop that, maybe next time you could help me out, my hand gets tired." I said with a laugh. "Maybe next time I will since your dad does. I could sure use a blow job myself.”I almost couldn’t believe that was happening, and that I might finally be getting my opportunity. I still didn't know for sure whether it was a hint, or just an innocent remark. I said, “Well, what the hell, Malcolm, you go out with those ladies all of the time, why not just go out tonight?”Malcolm answered, “My money is a little tight this week, and I can’t see wasting fifty bucks on a ten minute blow job.”That was the moment of truth for me and I decided. “Who’s Jordan?”I shook my head. “You’ll find out later.”“Oh, no you don’t,” Sammi said, striding over to look down at me. Then she caught sight of how much of me there was to see. “Dammit, Seth. I thought you were finished.”Yes, I was embarrassed, but I also felt justified. “There is a limit on how few I can have.”“But not how many,” Sammi finished.“What are you two talking about?” Linda asked.Sammi glanced at her. “You haven’t told her about yourself because of the Sheriff, I get that, but.