Even though he dreaded coaching softball, his background as a competitive baseball player and little league coach made him by far the most qualified c...ach on staff, aside from the longtime head coach, Sandra Lang. Coach Lang had long been saddled with a string of reluctant, underqualified coaches to give her the necessary assistance to field a competitive team. Now that she finally had someone that knew a little something about the sport, she was overjoyed, even leaving him to conduct. She finally told me she was a lesbian. OK, I cool with that. We stated hanging out and one she says let’s go to my bar. OK, I’m a GI, I like to drink. The bar was the only gay bar in a redneck town. I was a little freaked. But the night wore on, I became more at ease with BJ’s friends. One in particular, Samantha.Samantha was a beautiful redhead and was in her mid 30’s. We got on well, I got liquored up and Samantha offered me a ride home. Bj said be careful but I thought, “what could happen”?.. And now, I was feeling the feeling I always got to, but it was starting to go beyond that, way beyond that. And then, I started pumping my hips, mom started pumping her hand harder and I shot my first load, clear to my neck. Then a shot to my chest, another to my chest and yet another to my stomach and mom kept on stroking. Soon it was just oozing out onto her hand and I was breathing so heavily. “Don"t move,” she said, “I will be right back.”She came back with a warm, wash cloth. She was one horny female. I continued to touch her and trouble her; she caught hold of my hair and smooched me wild she was just sucking my tongue out. We were just in our undergarments and my dick started to grow. Varsha wanted me to fuck her in the balcony. Her flat was not in the city limits. It was about 3 am and it was dark, silent in the balcony. She pulled her panties down and asked me to hump her from behind. I slide my cock into her pussy from behind and started banging her she was.