Momma's handjob
I’m watching my wife’s bus leave town, and since I have a three-day weekend now, I think: “I’m gonna watch porn, just like old times.”
I feel my dick stirring over the prospect of being someone’s sex toy for a couple of hours. I’ll get in the car and go to 30. Fenton Missouri, I gently rub my dick and think of hot mouths I’ve fed in the past. “Think I better get something to calm down,” I say, in the liquor store for a pack of cigarettes and half a pint of whisky. “This should calm me down and concentrate. I can’t come here…” and I step into the remote parking lot behind the adult theatre and arcade complex, and drink the whiskey