His eyes followed her as she made her way across the room to him. She wore a navy blue pencil skirt that just skimmed her knees and a matching fitted ...jacket under which he could see a light blue silk blouse demurely buttoned so as not to show off her ample cleavage.Her heels made a soft click as she walked through the reception. They wouldn’t have been her first choice of footwear, they weren’t the most comfortable shoes but he had selected them for her and she had agreed to wear them. His eyes. Mum, pushed my hand away and I knocked the old man sitting next to us. He stirred from his sleep, slowly opening his eyes. The first thing he saw was mum's parted legs with my hand inside her panties. He watched intently as mum reached down and undid my shorts revealing my hard cock. It sprang up between her legs and she grasped it around the base. Mom guided the throbbing head towards her pussy and with her juices and my precum to lubricate, she massaged her clit with the head of my dick. I. She led a sheltered existence and was forced to abide by her parents’ strict curfews which fractured her social life. She did have a few male acquaintances, but never a serious boyfriend. If her parents were any more controlling, she might as well be in prison.Ashley drove to the hotel where the interview was to take place. She quickly pinned her “press” badge to her white blouse. She walked to the small conference room where the other reporters stood waiting for the rookie to arrive. His name. After a few inutes I pretended to be sleeping. I lay there for several minutes, breathing slowly, listening to him. Then I heard it start.I could hear the familiar creaking of the bed. The sound of skin-on-skin as he rubbed the cock I had just recently gotten to know so well from afar. I heard him moan a little as he stroked faster. He WAS watching me while he jacked! I grew really, really excited about this. I decided to push things even further. Pretending to shift in my sleep, I turned.