I looked up moments later and he was pushed right up against her rear as the two swayed together, synchronized to the movement of the train. I could s...e she was a little annoyed with him bumping against her, but he seemed to be enjoying every moment taking place; in fact, it looked to me like he was beginning to sport an erection. I watched as she put her hand behind her as if to protect herself from the brief violations, but he seemed to take on the challenge with a more aggressive approach.. I doubted I would need them because all day I’d been going around sporting a hard on due to my mind constantly going over all I wanted and was going to do with Joy, my Mother In-law.Monday night wasn’t much better for me. I fought back the urge to follow my wife to bed and fuck her brains out but didn’t for fear of not having enough left in the tank for her mother. Sometime after midnight I fell asleep on the couch and Tuesday morning I was awoken to the ringing telephone. The wife had called. In fact, I think that's the name of the song, "Pop Retard" and I made a note to look for it at the mall. I liked Eminem a lot and Mom thought he was a good influence, so I knew she wouldn't mind.There were other things in my room, too. It wasn't all furniture, I collected teddy bears, for one thing, and I had a lot of them. My favorite was a big white one, like an over-stuffed polar bear, except super soft and he had a monster cock, which wasn't very soft at all. Mom had laughed when she saw. The boring one, as I found out: this one contained only books, notepads, and piles of paper. The next cupboard, however, was the one I had been looking for. It was there she kept her socks - which weren't overly exciting - and her underwear - which was. I estimated there were nothing short of thirty pairs of panties, ranging from lazy boy shorts to tiny thongs. Most of her bras looked convenient, but there were a few that she could have only bought with a boy in mind. The fact that both those.