On a particularly uneventful Valentine’s Day, I participated in my first voyeuristic act. It was still early, but the auditorium was slowly getting ...illed. I initially scanned the auditorium before cleaning the projector when I noticed a college-aged gal with her hand down her man’s sweatpants! Should I bust them? A great bulge instantly grew in my pants, seeking immediate release. How awkward would that be to bust them with my cock rudely pointing at them?! Convincing myself to watch, I. She is kneeling between my legs, seemingly in a pose of supplication, yet we both know I serve Her.I marvel at Her black hair glistening in the candlelight. She looks up at me, Her eyes filled with a primeval need that we both know she must satisfy.I feel my a stirring in my loins, She smiles with appreciation and Her gleaming white teeth provide backlighting to the parting deep red lips. Her mouth opens wider allowing her long pink tongue to escape. Watching it, I can almost think Her tongue. "That means that Gilligan is..." Ginger's twin. Down to the very last curve." The Skipper rose suddenly. "Excuse me, Professor. I need to take a walk." Still rubbing his crotch, he strode toward the door."Me, too," the Professor echoed as he left his experiments. Rubbing his own erection through his pants, he stumbled past Mary Ann, heading into the jungle for a bit of privacy so he could relieve himself. Mary Ann just stood, her mouth agape, watching the Professor and Skipper practically. I thought it normal as there was no one around. So I went inside.I heard noises coming from the office room and so I quietly went up and started peeping from the open door.To my surprise I saw my mom standing in front of her boss with only wearing a short skirt and bra on the top. Her nipples were poking out of the bra which hardly managed her large boobs. The skirt was very short that it hardly covered her pussy. She was wearing stockings in the legs and heels.Seeing my mom in that hot sexy.