Coach Barkley sends me out as wide receiver to try to tie the game.Mike calls the play that we use as a last resort and we line up. The defense is ont... us as they switch positions. I listen for Mike to switch the play, but he doesn’t. I can even hear Coach Barkley screaming at him to change the play.“Set.hut!”I run past the cornerback and sprint down the sideline. I have the cornerback on my ass and a safety running after me on my left, when I hear BALL! I am praying that the ball isn’t coming. " Me, too mom."When we entered the kitchen, mom sat at the table and patted the chairnext to her indicating I was to sit. I tucked my skirt in as I did (Idon't even know where I learned to do that.) but forgot to put my kneestogether. Mother softly corrected me and told me how girls are to holdtheir knees while sitting. She also corrected my posture..Head up,shoulders back, and back straight. No slumping, sitting on the edge ofthe chair, not all the way back, and hands in lap. I. "Is this true?"I stammered a bit, then said, "I told him he could do whatever you let him. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to."She looked at me a bit longer and then turned back to Ray. She didn’t fight him this time as he pulled her hands along his thighs and gently placed them on the giant bulge in his crotch. He moved her hands up and down a few times and then took his hands off. She kept rubbing slowly on her own as he leaned all the way back. I moved down the couch to get a. It hits her clit perfect, giving her a little extra. I look up and watch her undoing. She falls apart in my embrace; I give her all she ever asked for. She shatters into hundreds of pieces. The water is running over her, my mouth and fingers moving to keep her orgasm going. Her hips move to the pace I’m moving, her voice echoes begging for more. I give her all she wants. When her orgasm passes, I stand and kiss her quickly on the lips. We finish washing, and I bring her into my room. We.