. to help with ear pressure..." Isabelle was quiet after that. She closed her eyes and seemed to be relaxing in the lounge chair. No, not relaxing. Is...abelle's lips were quivering. I worried about what to say next.After I while I asked, "You okay Issie?"There were a few seconds of silence, and then Isabelle sobbed out the word "No!" and the dam burst. Isabelle's face grimaced into a world of pain as she cried. She started telling me of her ordeal earlier in the day. The bailiff had led her to a. I am not sure if she was asleep, but I was uncomfortable. Here I was, now nude, with a hard cock between my legs, and my mother was less than a foot away from me. True she was my mother, but it was also true that she had something which could bring down my erection which was getting uncomfortable. I took my cock in my hand, opened the foreskin and started masturbating, but it wasn’t really enjoyable. I tried for over half an hour to get some relief but couldn’t. Though there was a night lamp in. After and I was laid on the bed recovering I heard a noise outside, getting off the bed shakily I looked out and saw the window cleaner, as I dressed in a thin nightie, matching pink bra and panties I went downstairs and was making a cup of coffee when the window cleaners were setting their ladders up at the back of the house.The main man was Derek, 48 years old and a little chubby himself. His helper was his nephew, Jeff, 24 years old and thin, to be honest he was quite fit. As they set up. She went towards her room, laid on the soft bed, and fell instantly asleep.The next day, Vennoa awoke with a start. She hadn’t heard any whispers in her mind that night, or maybe she had but was too tired to pay any attention to it. In any case, that was the best night of rest she had had in a while. She quickly sat up, and looked at herself. She was still dressed in her rather-soiled clothes from the adventure. There was dirt in various places, and splotches of dried blood. She grimaced, and.