.. like a typical mother would. I could see him standing behind me, using the reflection in the window,... I was able to see him. He was scoping his m...other out ! I did my best to remain rhythmic but my pace slowed as I digested his taboo admiration. My heart was thumpin',... and my hands were slightly trembling in response. That alone indicated to me,... that this was something,... something indeed. I knew my every move was being observed as I loaded the washer,... so slowly. When I. I kept low; not giving him any target of chance, to build tension for him, me, and everybody else. Looking around the room I could see my audience was riveted, all quiet and just staring at us wide-eyed as hands slowly crept toward crotches. I was enjoying Jake’s attentions, I twitched under the jolts of tiny orgasms, my body was succumbing to Jake’s will, I was slowly both physically and mentally yielding myself to Jake’s control, a ready bitch was about to be presented for his mating.When I. At one time Matt was always around and we did everything together. He had been the best man in our wedding and practically lived with us. He and my wife, Deb and dated in high school and he always had the hots for her but she and I met and nothing ever progressed between them. When we arrived Matt had a beautiful home on the intercostal waterway. His house had three bedrooms and a large open floor plan. In the backyard he had a nice deck with a hot tub and a nice motor boat docked in the. He wiggled his cock to taunt me. I got to my knees and grabbed a pillow from the couch. I grabbed his 8" black shaft and felt the weight in my hands. I couldn't believe how much heavier it felt than mine. I put my mouth on his cock and started to laugh. "I'm sorry I've never done this before" and we both laughed. "You want to thought, I know you do." He was right. I wanted to suck his cock. My smaller cock was throbbing in my grandma's panties. I could feel pre-cum on the panties. That was my.