Back to the phone call As Sammy recollected this incident, she realized she had probably tortured Jon enough for one day. Probably for a year, however... she was not that nice. "Yes Jon, I am masturbating. Right now. While I'm talking to you. My fingers are pinching myself. My nipples are harder than diamonds and the pool of cum? It's grown. All of my thighs are now completely soaked with cum, and one of my hands is right at this moment slipping down my chest, over my stomach, and feeling the cum. When you see that I am finished, you will hand me another item. Is that clear? Silence..., and then quietly from Susan, "Yes". "Verrry good; now strip!" A quick look around at the expectant faces told Susan that there was no appeal. She slipped off her open bush jacket and handed it to the waiting agent. He took it and began opening its' numerous large pockets; removing the items contained in each. A camera, a small pair of binoculars, sunglasses, a pack of moist towelettes; the usual. The it hit me, I squeezed her large breast once more, large breast! my wife dose not have this amount of womanly flesh. I looked over her shoulder I froze in shock. Its not my wife but her best friend, but how? Remembering that my wife said she was coming over for on of there girly nights in and would be staying for the night as she lives 15 minuets away by car. This was not abnormal I just totally forgot until now with me deep inside her. Realising what I was doing I pulled out and began. He looked up at Brook, who had now sat back down at the table and looked at him with kind and nurturing eyes. I-Im sorry, Brook. It-its just…my mom….she just never- I understand, Will. I know your mom is your only parent, and you feel protective of her. But shes an adult, she can take care of herself Brook walked back to her place at the table, and continued with her homework, You know, with Maria out of the house, tonight could be our sex night? Yes, maam! Will said, his spirits now rose with.