The following day while my Wife went to the hotel spa for a massage, I stayed by the pool reading a book. She turned up at the pool around half an hou...r after her massage had ended and explained she had nipped back to the room for a quick shower after. This didn't seem unusual and I didn't give it a second thought. We went back to the room around 5pm and I grabbed my beer and went out onto the balcony as had become my custom. Mal from next door seemed visibly excited and couldn't wait to speak. "Especially an older couple." I rubbed my clit around while my other hand floated up onto my left tit and caressed that as well. My tongue took a trip out of my mouth and slid onto my lips going back and forth numerous times. My heart began pounding in my ears, as my right elbow leaned against the door to crack it open a little bit more. With it open just enough, my head drifted into their room a few inches. "I love a man who knows how to fuck a woman and make her love it. I wish Brad could. The facts were I wasn't getting any at all. I dreamed of young girls under my control doing all sorts of sexy and disgusting things for me. I saw this film once where the butler hypnotises all the staff of the big house for his sexual pleasure. I wanked over that thought for weeks. Then I thought, perhaps I could learn to do that. I spent a fruitless week in the local library looking for a good book.Then I was at this Car Boot sale where I found an old medical volume on psychiatry, it had a. In a few seconds, he shot 2/3 loads of cum on his mother’s belly and collapsed beside her.[Poor Lisa, her asshole son only fucked her 4/5 minutes and didn’t even make her cum.]***********************************************************************************************[Chapter 7]___________________________________________________________________Lisa Anderson went to the bathroom to wash up. A few minutes later I heard the shower turned on. Chris was still down. What an ass, only two.