For an old man.” She winked at him.“Hey now, not so old.”“Oh, really? Hum...”He took a sip and sat back, “So it seems like you’ve got ab...olutely nothing to do, since you’re still sitting here.”She shrugged, “Nothing in particular.” It wouldn’t matter if she was a little late to the hangout.“I’m planning to go for a trail run after this. With the sun high in the sky there’s nothing like running through the shaded woods up and down the foothills. It is a great way to get away from people and just. "It was true. I looked down at my cock. It was still hard. Its mushroom head still glistening where the precum had dribbled out during my jack-off session. I was about to say something when, with one hand (he still had his phone in the other), he slid down his shorts with his underwear and stepped out of them. Shocked by this action I moved my eyes from his shorts on the floor to his cock, which was eye level. My breath actually hitched involuntarily. His cock was beautiful. It was still soft. Just as he was at the end, I cupped my fingers over the end and got some sticky-sticky on them and when he sat back down, I brought them up and showed them to him. I have no idea why I did that. I suppose I figured it would somehow turn him on but soon as I did it and he didnt show no reaction, I felt a bit stupid. Weeks later he would tell me that it turned him on because he coudlnt believe that he actually got his sperm on a girl. Ummmm---well---okay. I guess. I did actually do some. Her legs were bare and one her feet she had on similar colored four-inch stiletto pumps. Jewelry consisted of that long, multiple-looped pearl necklace, matching bracelet and studded earrings. It was quite a sight. My mother is a fairly good-looking woman. I know she's my mother, but on a scale of one to ten I would easily admit that she was an eight! She was 43 years old, about five-foot-seven and had miraculously regained her near-perfect slim figure. She had one real exciting feature that.