Dominique had to either be some sort of extreme feminist, or a major slut, to want to strip with ten high school guys glaring at her, and I wasn’t r...eally anxious to meet either. My mom was bony, liked to wear suits to work, and decided to keep her name after she married, but she wasn’t what I’d call a hard-core feminist, and I had gotten enough attention from sluts in high school. The two of us walked into the men’s locker room, which smelled of soap and sweat and miscellaneous men’s hygiene. Not answering immediately he asked again: "do you want the cum or should I pull out"? When I took it out of my mouth to answer he grabbed it and started shooting cum all over the conference table. He was much closer to orgasm than I realized. He slid it back into my mouth and let me taste a drop of two, and his cock was still completely hard. I kept it in my mouth for several minutes while he enjoyed the after glow of orgasm. I was surprised how hard he stayed.The entire event had my head. The conversation came to a stopping point, and Hilda asked, "Well, children, are you going to let me in on what's going on, or do I have to pretend I haven't noticed Stephen has changed sex since the last time I saw him?"And I was worried about those two girls. I should have been looking closer to home."I suppose it would be simpler if you did, Mom, but I don't think you could do it." Not that you aren't convincing, uh, Kate, but I could hardly be so close to you all day and not notice the. Hand over her mouth and giggling she looks up at me."What the fuck b*o, is this what you were beating off to all day?" Why are you in my room! What... why are you... get out!" I always knew you were a huge perv, but wow! This is some fucked up stuff John."Even now, having just busted me on what kind of porn I look at, she's giving me that teasing smile. Damn her!"I... I don't know what to say... why are you snooping through my room?" I ask with a defeated look on my face."I've been doing.