I was imagining my mom sucking my 8 inch shaft. I started to stroke my cock faster, my balls were stirring, I was in pure pleasure. I moaned louder as...my mom’s lips worked their way up and down my cock. Just as I felt myself about to cum, I quickly took my hand off my cock and enjoyed the intense feeling. This was something that I normally did. I would masturbate up until the point where I’m just about to cum and cool down for a minute. I would then grab my cock and jerk it as fast I could till. She looked up as I entered, we nodded sociably at each other, and she glanced away again. Clearly not interested in any interaction. Suited me fine, neither was I.And later on, as I was finishing up, a young couple came in, all wrapped up in each other. Honeymooners, maybe. I wondered idly if they'd hoped for an outdoor frolic in the snow to celebrate their wedding only to find they'd mistimed it. If so they didn't seem overly concerned about it, there was lots of touchy-feely byplay across the. I concluded that this would be where Pricipal Smith and Miss. Taylor would be making love. My next problem was to find our where to hide. I thought of the closet but on inspection, It was filled with a lot of junk and would not provide me with enough room to move around,let alone take pictures. I then adjusted my camera for taking pictures in dim light, just incase they turned the lights off. I was really becoming fearful and doubting my ability to pull this off, when suddenly, I heard the. Deserted every sinew of your gorgeous babybody."Because one day when you least expect it, you'll wake up and there won'tbe hardly any of that feisty spirit left, that freewill that you socherish now, will have all but disappeared, quashed by high heels and thepower that we women, our taffeta, our girdles, our satin and nylons, holdover little boys like you. Do you understand?"Elsie smiled and teasingly removed one of her gloves, traced her lipsover Jason's, stroking his face with one gloved.