(I was about 23 years old at the time, with seven years experience behind me with this type of sex fun. After what seemed about ten minutes I heard fo...tsteps approaching and these two men came in. There was only room for one of them at the urinal, so the other one stood back. The guy at the urinal ( about 50 years of age) urinated and then stood on without putting his cock away. I had my cock hid by my hands. I had learnt that when men stand on after urinating it is a perfect sign that they are. Her words came out in a rush, like she could not wait to get it over with. “I saw you at the game and afterward wanted to talk to you, so I hurried out of the locker room hoping to catch you, and ran all the way to the parking lot in the rain, but you were already on your way out of the lot, so I hurried up and followed you, I don’t know why I followed you, I just did, I wanted to talk to you, to see you, so I followed you because no one knows where you live, and I was watching, and I saw you. I know that you go out looking for someone–a man–to make the night less lonely. You are a woman with needs... needs that have to be met. "And it takes a man to meet those needs. I get it. But you are overlooking the one person, the only person, who you can count on to be there in the morning when you wake up. And the next night and the night after that," I said."I don't understand. What are you saying, son?" she asked."Me, Mom... I'm talking about me. Who else can you absolutely count on to be. I gagged but managed to take it, my saliva glistening alongthe full length of it's ebony shaft. My mouth ached with all the suckingand slurping. Linda instructed me to "moan like the sissy whore that youare" and I obliged.Eventually Linda removed her cock from my throat and made me kneel on allfours, my arse pushed up high into the air. I felt her long fingersprobing my hole, and thankfully, the cold refreshing stickiness of somelubricating jel. I glanced backwards and saw Linda greasing up her.