They want their place taken by another male; a male with a bigger cock; a male more able to satisfy their wives. “It’s okay Mark.” She said sof...ly. “There is no shame in handing the responsibility over to Alex. I know he will fuck me well, you know that he will fuck me well too don’t you? She said as she started to slowly masturbate me. I groaned. “Was that a yes Mark?” “Yesssssssss.” I told her as her strokes increased. Her other hand cupped my balls as she masturbated me; slow firm. Occasionally, she would glance in my direction and when I caught her checking me out she used to look away. The awkward silence amidst the thunder lingered for a while.“Would u like to listen to some music?” I asked.“Sure” She replied.I put on my favorite English song’s CD. It had all the slow romantic numbers along with loads of music from Kenny G. I made some small talk while doing so. I caught her checking out my pants when I turned my gaze towards her. My pants had slipped a little lower. She turned at the last second and looked back at me. "You look good, Marvin. I hope we can get along." She turned once again and was gone. I was led back to my cell to ponder my situation.She seemed to be sincere. Still—well, I didn't have to deal with her except on a professional basis. If I was lucky, I might only have to see her for maybe half an hour once a week at the sales meetings. I could live with that. The check I was holding would come in handy.There was still one question that I. The service ran smoothly. I found myself distracted, busier watching all the people who were trying to surreptitiously ogle my mother while trying to go undetected. I don't think too many were successful in that endeavor. I especially noticed one teenage kid in the row in front of us who kept looking back and staring at her thrusting chest. I would have bet my condo that the kid was sporting a stiff dick inside that Sunday suit of his. I didn't blame him though. Here I was, her own son,.