Then it hit me! Holy shit she was taking position to let me cum all over her! In a flash I was up on my knees with my cock in my hand jacking off on...y inches from my mom's pussy. Then she glanced up at me, "Matt stand over me." was all she said in a low whisper. I stood up straddling her body just a bit. Now I was not holding back on stroking my cock I was going to give my willing mom a nice cum shower! I had seen this scene in a couple of my movies and one of magazines. I had jerked off. But there was this one guy I kept noticing this morning and the past two or three times I have been in to work out.He is about my age, maybe a bit older. A thick burly type. Not really fat but very thick and nicely shaped. This morning I noticed him staring at me while I ran on the treadmill and while I was lifting weights. Anyway I got done and went into the locker room to shower and get dressed for work.When I am in the shower I like to leave the curtain open a bit so that anyone who. He leaned against the plexiglass shield that separated the seated passengers from the loners standing. A train conductor in blue uniform collected tickets. This man somehow made a living collecting these scraps of paper. It made him wonder why he was so privileged to do nothing at all. Take away a man’s work, and you take away his manhood. And yet poets seemingly emasculated themselves for verse. How insane! The many who stumbled before him—Keats, Shelly, Byron—how miserably they failed in. And just how is it you think of me, at the point where your seed is expelled?” He couldn’t answer, so shaming were his thoughts as he spent in her honour, but kissed her boot lovingly, bringing cynical laughter from Elaine. His answer wasn’t necessary, she knew simply by virtue of his attraction to her, he craved the spite of feminine authority ... and she’d see he received more than he could ever have dreamed of. She grinned victoriously as he continued to grovel at her feet, yet another male.