Just as I was beginning to wonder, a car drove up. The man who got out of the car had to be at least seventy. I turned and stared at Mary Ellen."What?..." she asked. "He won't be rough for sure. He will need to be coaxed into it. He is willing, but like you his body is failing to go along with his libido. It will be challenging for you." Hell, there is a first time for everything," I said. After a moment to think about it, I added, "Well when do we start and where?" The bedroom here will pass for. She tasted great, like she might havesprayed strawberry juice in her pussy. I told her shecould not cum until I let her. She was on the edge ofcumming, but I would not let her cum until I was readyto shoot my load into her stomach.When I could not hold out any longer, I told her shecould cum, just as I blasted 6 or 7 ropes into herthroat. She came so much that the quilt on the bedsoaked through to the sheets. While I was recovering,she stripped the bed and put clean sheets on. I then laid on. Then someone said that it must still be out of order, and the stall door next to mine slammed shut and the latch clicked home. I heard a rustle of clothes and that distinct sound that zips makes. Quietly leaning to the side, I peered under the side panel and saw two pairs of shoes, facing each other. There was quiet whispering and then the sound of a tongue, clicking rhythmically and moans and muffled gasps, someone was sucking someone's cock and in the quiet of the room, someone squirted cum. I had never expected Rose to use the word sperm. She continued “I can tell by you red face that it is you wearing and masturbating in her clothes. Please don’t deny it Nick.” I could only tell her it was true and how ashamed I was. “Nick,” she said^ It is normal for young men to experiment but you know wearing our mums clothes is wrong and a little perverted don’t you.” I nodded with my eyes downcast. He hands lifted my face and she looked at me. I had never noticed what lovely caring eyes she.