Mom dropped her eyes back to her copy of Vogue, apparently absorbed in an article about at-home hair dye.IIIBut it was on the Fourth of July that thin...s really started to get blatant. It might sound tame, but the memory of that night alone still makes my cock stir. I’d been out all day at a friend’s barbeque and was fairly boozed when I got home at around midnight. As I stepped out of the taxi at the front of our house, I heard a lively buzz of talking and laughing coming from inside. Mom. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." Tammy was moving in time with me, her pace increasing as I did, her pelvic area grinding against me. Tammy felt the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she was becoming aroused. I was kissing and fondling Alexis, moving in cadence with her as I felt my own excitement grow. I drove into her with a quickening pace and she responded, moving with me, driving her hips forward to meet my thrusts. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!" Tammy clamped her. Walking over to join her on the bleacher I could see that she was upset. But before I could say anything she asked, "So any of your talents being a comic, because I could use some cheering up?" Bad news then, I take it?" I asked.She nodded, saying, "My doctor said that they can repair my knee so that I could walk and maybe ride a bike but gymnastics are out of the question." I could see tears start in her eyes at that point when she continued, "Just like that twelve years of my life are gone. She slowly turned over and began another Vinyasa sequence. Trails of sweat rolled down her arms to the deck. She looked up. Fitz was working his shoulder again. “Morning, Babe. Your shoulder okay?” “Yeah, probably just the change of season,” he said, waiving off the concern. “Hey, are you hungry? That place on Amsterdam … the one with the funny menus? They make omelets.” “Omelets,” she paused. “Aren’t you even going to tell your wife you love her before you plan your meals for the day?”.