Tracy came out as the second half was starting. She was wearing a white #28 jersey that came down to her mid thigh and her hair was in a ponytail. She...had nothing else on. She sat between Stan and Bill and put her hand on their knees. She said, “How’s the game going boys?” They hemmed and hawed as they noticed her outfit and the fact that she had moved her hands up to their mid thighs while sitting back and letting her pussy show as the jersey rode up. “If only there was something I could. She was already wet when she woke him, and pulled him to the bedroom without argument. By her cycle, this wouldn’t be too terrible a time, and it had been much too long since she felt that wet, warm feeling deep inside her.He didn’t resist, but wasn’t urgent about it this time. He eased into her as her hands and voice told him he was doing exactly what she wanted. He spurted almost immediately, and apologized, but she just kept him rocking in her saddle and welcomed an exquisite orgasm as his. "She pressed her hand to her abdomen. "No thanks -- not tonight. I'm satisfied. Now I'm going to get ready for bed." I'll join you," he replied. "My sleep is still disrupted from the travel."Ben stripped to his briefs and slid into bed. Molly joined him from the other side. He switched off the light. "Care to cuddle?" he asked.Molly slithered toward him and lay under his arm. Ben held her and began stroking the side of her breast. He worked his finger lower and lower in an attempt to connect. Then, slowly and carefully, not wanting to ruin the moment, Annie got into bed with her son. They embraced each other. Noel took off his mother's thin, short and sleeveless nightgown. She wore no bra underneath. Annie's naked breast met with her son's bare chest and her nipples hardened. Noel only ever slept with his boxer shorts. They lay on their sides, arms around each other. Noel's hardening penis was inconspicuous through his loose boxer shorts and it protruded forward. He let his hand.