This morning as I lay in bed beside her with my growing hard on pressing insistently against the crotch of my favorite pair was no different, the fact...that the bulbous head of my cock was oozing globs of precum against the material my mind was only on the sensations that were making my balls ache for release. I wouldn't say that I was constantly obsessed with ejaculating against or on the silky material but I had a particular fetish to masturbating with panties occasionally and bringing myself. I was so horny thinking about mom with other men. I told mom that I wanted to watch her with another man, maybe join in. Mom said no way, that she had already told me too much. I convinced that it would be fun for both of us. She decided to give it a try after telling a story of her and several guys. We went to a different bar this time, one in the bottom of a hotel where we had rented a room for the night to carry out our plan. We searched the bar and found a man. Mom went to talk to the guy. He could see that her tits were even bigger than he had imagined... and firm too. His hand dropped to the bulge in his groin and he started to rub himself again. His cock was hard as a rock. He could see the lips of his mother's tempting slit glistening at him through the light blonde thatch of pubic hair between her carelessly open thighs. Throwing caution to the wind, Dennis once more unzipped his fly and was soon jacking off like mad, untroubled that his mother might wake up, or that he. Did you ever see harder, straighter cocks? It’s contagious! Man, is it ever contagious!” I admitted that it was a turn-on. We continued to look, and I loosened up. He had such a relaxed attitude, I didn’t feel ashamed as much as I had at first. “I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve got to let some of the excitement out,” he said, and he unzipped his fly and unbuckled his belt. His cock sprang from his briefs as soon as he pulled down the elastic. I had trouble keeping my eyes off it. He could see.