Office to start counting."Okay you gorillas, listen up," Parker said loudly. A lot of coaches could call their players gorillas, or apes, or ladies an... build esprit-de-corps; Parker just made it sound condescending."I've worked you hard and it shows." Of course. Without Parker, none of us would have thought of working hard."Monday, school starts and we'll have a seven A.M. practice for running drills and conditioning, then an after-school practice in full pads." Two-a-days. How did he ever come. In the bright moonlight I could see her hands sliding over her naked flesh, she kneaded her quite large breasts and pulled her nipples, bringing one to her mouth I could see her tongue dart out and lick over the hardened tip.I groaned a bit and my hand went to my cock, I rubbed myself through my shorts, squeezing the length as it grew to its full size.Her hands dropped and her head turned, I knew she saw me as a little mischievous smile spread across her face. She opened her legs wide; her eyes. I don't need to 'teach' my man any of the things you are doing. My man already does them to me. Very well, thank you, but I'm going to fucking die a virgin. You are going to kill me before you ever have the chance to fuck me."I had continued with my licking, nibbling and sucking during this short conversation. My smile never diminished and I never lost lock with her eyes.She wiggled strongly and humped up at my face saying, "I hope you're into that necrowhateverthefuckitis, because if you don't. "She snickered, amused by my rather insipid double entendre. She opened her legs, challenging me to prove whether I could walk the walk as well as talk the talk. I accepted the task, kissing her briefly before disappearing beneath the covers, kneeling between my mother's outstretched legs. Shrouded in darkness, I relied on my sense of touch and the scent of her arousal to guide me to her cleft, working at her with my mouth, tounge, and teeth. By now, we were well used to the vagaries of each.