"In." Josh barked and I obeyed. The door firmly closed and the lock clicked shut. "I know what you've been doing, you little perv" - he spoke as if he... was spitting venom, leaning over to invade my personal space. But still I could only take in a deep breath and smell his manly odour. "You come in here straight after me every day, I've been watching." I was pinned up against the wall, wide eyed and mute. "So I'm going to give you what you've always wanted. Knees. Now" Josh was so firm with the. Well as the night progressed & was getting late he asked me if I would like a back-rub before bed & I replied yes, besides who doesn't like a back-rub. I have a hard time sleeping at night so he also gave something to relax( I have no Idea what it was but I'm sure I could guess now) as I was laying on the sofa I started getting very relaxed & he mentioned that it would be easier to give me a really good massage if we were on the bed so I agreed, when we went to the bedroom he told me he does. " Work. You call this work," his mother pouted, rolling over onto her back and spreading her legs, "You used to think it was fun." You're right," he laughed, crawling up between her outstretched legs, "Fucking you could never be called work. It is a pure delight." Oh, Brad Hammond, you are incorrigible," she laughed, reaching down and grabbing hold of his bobbing cock."Jeff watched on in shock and disbelief as his mother quickly fitted Brad's big, thick penis into her drooling vagina."God, I. That gorgeous cock pressing between my ass cheeks is in charge. I don’t want to – I want to – I don’t want him to know I want to. I think I hate his fucking guts. The brush clatters into the sink and his hands grasp the open edge of my robe, peeling the fabric back, exposing my already erect nipples to the cool air, making them even harder. He grinds himself into me roughly as his hands reach up from behind and clamp onto my tits like he’s hanging onto to a 10-story ledge. Oh fuck, I.