What he couldn't know was that I was a much better lover too. I wanted to communicate that too so he knew with finality that it was no contest: I was ...he winner over him as well as this reality show contest. I certainly didn't hurt my case as my massive love pole was dragged deeper inside mom's damp, tight, love cavern, and then withdrawn. I did this time and time again, eliciting at least (by my unofficial count) some six orgasms from mom. Finally, I gave the nod (the producers wanted us to. Peeking in the dark room was hard to make out. I heard sounds of women moaning and men saying things, and small lights up high. Looking back to see if anyone would stop me I went in.After a few minutes my eyes adjusted to the low light, and seen doors with the little lights above them. I walked down the dark hallway and seen more doors around the corner, with men standing at the end of the hallway. Noticing an open door I went to look in. It was a small room with a bench along one wall and a. That was all I needed. I frantically dug at my belt buckle and unfastened it quickly, letting my slacks fall to the floor around my ankles. Next I tugged my boxer shorts down to my knees. My big meaty flagpole flopped up and down like a diving board and Jazelle moaned as she reached between her legs with one hand and began to rub her pussy from underneath.I realized with some embarrassment that I had a few feet of the room to cross with my pants securely around my ankles. I shuffled over to her. " Then she said, "Oooo, this is fun. Don't you think this is fun?" and she let go."Funny," I said.It was embarrassing how she got the upper hand so easily, but it was also arousing. After all, it was magnificent Cory who was grabbing my cock. As humiliating as it was to be made a fool of in front of all those women, it turned me on to be rendered helpless by her. I couldn't help it. I liked her hand on my cock in front of all those women. It was exciting. Still, I'm a competitive guy..