Now that I’d finally crossed that line from bi-curious to bi, I wanted to try it all. But with Steve unavailable tomorrow I was a little bummed. I...guess I’d just have to wait an extra night to go any further.The upside was that I was far more focused and productive the next day at work. But I still found my mind wandering from time to time to Steve, his cock and what we did and could do. When the day wrapped up, I went back to the hotel, took a shower. As I was getting ready to head down. "Why am I not surprised?" He isn't a teenager. He's 22." Carol said."Mom!" Justin said exasperated. "You are 55. Old enough to be his mother. I am older than him."Carol smiled. "Are you gonna marry us or not?"Justin sighed. "You have the license?" "Of course." She said and produced the document we got from the city. Justin looked up. Carol winked at him. "Okay. I think we can do it". he said.Carol looked at me."We'll be married in an hour honey. Do you wanna go and change?" Sure." I said. She would give him a triple A grade if that would be possible. Damn, she couldn’t get this young man out of her mind. Pictures crept in her mind she couldn’t control. She saw him standing naked before her in all his glory. A Greek God in all his chiseled features. She imagined a cock dangling from his crotch much bigger than her husband’s average dick. Of course, she never had to complain because her vagina was still tight without giving birth to children. Suddenly a brainwave made her aware. And discovered immediately that precum tastes good and that it is very arousing to suck your own.Then we began stroking ourselves. I felt very hard in my fist. Turned on by seeing Bruce masturbate for me. It was less than two minutes before I knew I wasn't going to last any longer."I'm going to cum, Bruce." Yeah, Abie. Shoot it for me."It was all I needed. I stood there side-on to the camera and stroked myself to an intense orgasm. My cum shot what seemed like yards out of the end of my cock. I.