He sighed, realizing that he was going to need more shielded rooms.A crewmember gestured in a manner of respect to the Regent as he approached. 'Quiet..., isn't it, Sir.' They both suppressed a grin as they passed each other.Elaine pulled Béla into the room and shoved the door shut as she spun around. All the background noise in Béla's head created by all the minds on the great ship suddenly ceased. The only mind she could hear was Elaine's.Loud and clear!Elaine bombarded her with images of what. Come down to my room about eleven, just make sure the girls don't see you," she said and then got dressed and went to make our supper.I walked back to my room, rather in a daze, and uploaded some of the photos to the website, then emailed some to Mom's computer so she could send them to her new engineer friend if she wanted.That night, at eleven, I went out into the hallway and silently went down to my mother's room, lightly rapped on the door and opened it and went in.There she was, on her. . but I kept rubbing his upper leg . . . still unintentionally rubbing his cock a bit too, although not on purpose. Then all of a sudden I looked up at him on the sofa, and he said: "Well this pair of underwear is dirty anyway," and he SPRAYED a big squirt of oil all over his shorts. When he finished I looked down, and with his thin white soaked underwear . . . all so drenched with baby oil, I could DEFINITELY SEE his full cock with no. I’m so desperate to spunk my pants when my eyes are on Her that I can’t stop myself. My old trick of hands together in front of my crotch and apply a little pressure on my erection instantly has my head nodding forward as shots of semen jet into my underpants, and then, halfway up the stairs, She stops and turns, one foot on the step above the other, Her legginess mind-boggling, and says “I’m very grateful Graham!” The hem of Her micro-miniskirt covers Her knix by no more than half-an-inch. I.