It was a photo of her in a one piece bathing suit from a summer vacation they had two years ago. The picture itself was from a photo album which she k...ept in the closet in the hallway. But what was it doing in his bed? A realization had suddenly come over her. When she vacuumed his room a moment earlier, she had picked a few pieces of used tissue paper off the floor and threw it in his trash. 'Oh god,' she gasped. 'Was my own son thinking about me?'Karen felt torn. On the one hand, she felt. Micheal walks in seeing Jarod's face as well as her father's, "What did you do? Scare him half to death? Daddy stop scaring him." Micheal walks over and sits Jarod's lap, "Don't let him scare you. He's just a big teddy bear once you get to know him. Right?" she asks looking back to her father. Vincent steps over to her and kisses the top of her head, "Whatever you say." he answers smiling down at her, "I'm going into the city, to the bank." He teases. "How funny, You should be a stand up. I felt it would be better for me to teach him how to do a prostate massage on me before I did it on him. I talked him though the process and as I pretended to have my eyes closed but watched his face as he massaged my body. At first he was frowning but as he saw the sexual energy he was creating, his eyes were wide and opened. He massaged my cock and testicles and then massaged my prostate. I moaned and took deep breaths to move the energy. I had to cut the session short as having this hot. Oh yeah I love this tight pussy. You like this hard cock you little whore?" He asked me. I nodded and moaned as he continued fucking me, picking up the pace. The other men began to rotate, and I began losing track of who was where; whose cock was in my mouth and which was in my hand. All I could do was suck and stroke. I slurped and sucked whatever was in my mouth, and I enjoyed it. My neighbor pulled out of me and the older guy stepped in. "Get on your hands and knees. I'm gonna fuck that.