He liked it. Never had he found somebody who interested him as much as her in all his 38 years. All the women he knew just played head games and annoy...d him sexually, but the girl, Anna, never played those frustrating games. She was young and innocent.One particular day was a good one for Matt. It was sunny and warm and he felt good. Anna arrived just before dark and bought her usual soda. She sat down and drank her pop quietly while he closed the small shop up for the night. Matthew took a. I think her daughter, who took over, had had a sheltered upbringing and had no concept of what CUM might also mean. So it remained the CUM Bookshop, and I worked there from Saturday November 9th and had to put up with the jokes at my expense. It didn’t pay well either, not really.They didn’t really need two people working there; even on a Saturday, the busiest day, it was not crowded with God-fearing people desperate for the latest CS Lewis or a new copy of that best-seller The Bible. Once you. He was still naked and his hand was continuously playing with his rigid cock. “Sorry to disturb you mom.” He smiled. “Got to take a pee.”Without waiting for my answer, he moved to the commode and directed his cock to it and released his pee. I watched his cock head ejecting a golden yellow jet into the commode. I had never seen a man peeing before, not even my husband. He always did it in his privacy. It was a terrific view. I felt my cunt twitching with illimitable thrill. I felt like asking. While I the conductor of the symphony realized that I was not the center of my making for the first time, her moans and talk soon affirmed my new found fear. He has just finished with his oral for play and lined his massive tool in preparation of mounting her. Her eyes are wild and fixed on him and she has her hands pressed hard into the well sculpted sides of his body making a noticeable depression obviously pulling toward her. My head is a swirl how did I get here did I really want, what is.