I have not gotten off in days, so I am sure it will be a big load."My mom told me to take my sweatpants off as she placed the tablet on my bed. She h...d me stand over it as she slipped behind me. Slowly she rubbed my stomach as she rested her chin on my shoulder."Look at her. Look at her face and her tits. You can tell from this photo she wants boys like you to stroke their cocks to her and imagine covering her face with your sticky cum. She looks like a cock loving mother."Very slowly she. I should’ve realized she’d be coming down to work out at some point.“Uhh ... yeah!” I shouted. “Just a sec!” I furiously worked my shorts up but couldn’t maneuver my dick into them. Out of other options, I simply buttoned them with the zipper down, letting my cock wave from the fly like a Ben pennant. Lexi scrambled to where my shirt was and tossed it to me. With it on, I could barely manage to hide my bulge. Embarrassed, I sat down on the bench and draped the shirt over it.I motioned to Lexi. Like for the past ten years!" She smiled."Momma wouldn't have disapproved, you know?" he said.She nodded, but what he said had no bearing on what she was about to do."Did you really want me when I was 10?" she wondered.As he drove, he glanced over at her; looking sheepish as he nodded. "Yeah, I ... I never -- When you were 10 I wanted you to grow into womanhood retaining your virginity; yet I really had a ... a strange ... I really wanted you. Then, I guess it was because of this conflict of. Our next day at work was long. Neither one of us could focus and talk of our sexual desire always crept into our work conversations. By noon, we were ready to rip each other's clothes off. We composed ourselves, however, and limited our passion to heavy kissing in the confines of my office. Cathy tasted so fine and just knowing that I was finally getting close to her created quite the rage in my jeans.We decided to meet after work – and we didn't mince words – to fuck. I went home and took a.