And believe me I peeked. But, while she might make out a little on the couch, and while I saw one or two of them caressing her in places I didn't like...their hands to be, I took her at her word that these men were not competition for me. Eventually I was able to go to a friend's house when she wanted to bring a man home and think of other things than what they might be doing. Part of what helped me with that was that very few men got brought home more than twice.But for me there were no girls.. What he did was increase the rhythm of his stroking until his hand was a blur, finally ejaculating sending his sperm high into the air to fall back dropping globs of his spend onto his chest, belly and pubic area.When he was done he looked over to see that his mother was no longer there. As Jack cleaned himself up with tissues his cock started to rise again. No longer embarrassed he thought his mother watching him was very erotic and sexy. He jerked off every night at bedtime and hoped his. He continued after the duck and both were swept into the raging whirlpool of water. Spinning around and around caught in its circular pattern. Chucks never quit, the whole time he would make a circle on each pass he would paddle closer and closer till he got the bird. Then paddled outward from the center of the pools drawing current. I was shedding clothes and fixing to jump in when it became apparent on his current pattern he was going to get out of the dangerous center in a few more passes. I felt my insides start to churn with excitement as she reached my desk and stood in front of it facing me. She set her books down and leaned forward against the desk, which tightened up her shirt enough to provide a clear outline of her petite tits under the shirt.“Dawn, you mentioned that I should pay more attention to you. I have an idea.” Her eyes lit up and a big smile appeared on her face. She moved from the front of the desk to the side and leaned down a bit.“What’s up coach?! What’s.