“Please don’t keep me waiting too long,” I asked, but it was more of a plea. “I won’t,” he said before he disappeared into his team’s lo...ker room. I got in my car and drove to a secluded spot behind the ball field. I pulled out a large, blue blanket and placed it on the grass. I stood on the blanket and took off all my clothes and placed them in my tote bag. There, I laid down and basked in the sun’s rays. I placed the tips of my fingers near my pussy, slowly moving them to my clit. Gently, I. I played in a golf tournament last week with Jimmy and we counted nine men at the tournament who you had blown. Want me to keep going?”“No,” I said sheepishly. I had called his bluff and lost. I ordered another shot to drown my embarrassment. “How are you getting home?” Becca asked.I was clearly drunk and in no shape to drive.“I can give her a ride home,” Clint volunteered. “I’ll close up. You can clock out and take her home.”I stumbled out to Clint’s car and he drove me back to my. He told me how attractive i was and should have no problems once i had time to date to get a date. His started to talk about his wife how how great she was not that you want to hear the whole conversation. He had said that one thing his wife had never done for him was give him a blowjob. He said he had had them before but it had been almost 50 years. I giggled with him about it and he said it was one thing he would like to feel one more time before he kicked the bucket. Well i had had a few. Bobby’s fingers and tongue had her on an incredible overload, and in the middle of her climax, her son slid his body up between her legs and thrust his cock into her. “JESUS FUCKING CHRIIIIIST” Jenni screamed as her son’s rock hard piston started pounding her still climaxing cunt.“That’s it, fuck her, fuck her like you fucked me,” Linda groaned as she pressed the tip of her vibrator against her aching clit.Jenni slid her hands son’s back, feeling his sinewy muscles as he braced his body up, and.