"Although it doesn’t look like I'm the only one who's in need of a good wank" she said looking at the bulge in my pants. We pull into the service-st...tion. "Oh my gawd! Will you take a look at that? What a gorgeous fucking pair of arses!" I say, trying to wind Gemma up. Two young teens were walking over the carpark at a forty-five degree angle towards the double doors of the main building. Aged about sixteen, they were both wearing similar white tight mid-riff t-shirts, Their ample tits partly. No, not his ... his MOTHER’S! He saw the tops of her large breasts, constrained by her tight v-neck shirt, keeping him from seeing anything below them. He reached up and caressed those massive boobs through her bra and shirt.He watched himself in his mother’s body reach up and start fondling her breasts. This was crazy!Newt in his mother’s body realized that this was crazy, and put her hands back down. “What do we do now?” he asked himself.Author’s Note: To avoid confusion I’ll use “Newt” with. We continued to enjoy the storm, stroking and caressing each other for what seemed like ages, also enjoying the occasional kiss. After what seemed like an eternity – but in reality, was probably less than half an hour, our desires got the better of us, and I took Christie by the hand, steering her towards the porch door where I intended to make love to her in a way that so far we hadn’t. But now that we had fucked quickly earlier, although we still both had the desire, the urgency was gone.But. I have no idea what the score ended up and it doesn’t really matter at that age. All the kids bat each inning, regardless of how many outs are made. T-ball isn’t about competitiveness, just the kids learning about the game and hopefully, having fun along the way. At least that’s how our team approaches it.Saturday afternoon finally arrived. We’d made arrangements with our sitter to spend the night with the kids in case we didn’t make it home. Addie had put her new things in her suitcase and a.