I got beat up pretty good a couple of my years with the Bills.”“By the way,” I added. “My high school didn’t send five guys to the NFL. We h...ve sent eight, so far.”“Eight?” both guys stammered. “Who?”“Me, Kyle, Jeremy, Ed Fritz,” I explained, “ ... Hal Long, the Broncos kicker this season, Zack and Sam Hayes, Jake Kring and...”“Kring?” Dylan asked. “Never heard of him.”“Jake is QB3 for the Chiefs,” I answered. “He played college ball for Syracuse. The eighth guy is the guy I came in with. I should, but all the love I had for you as a mother has been burned away. I don't know why, but I don't even feel guilty about that anymore." I stopped when I couldn't speak anymore.The look of horror and loss on Elaine's face didn't make me feel sorry for her. It didn't make me gloat, either. I just felt numb. I no longer cared for her feelings. All my love was now Lee's, and there was no room for my erstwhile family in my heart, anymore."I'm so sorry." Elaine said as the tears fell down her. They were on the grass behind the garage and he was between her legs and pounding her hard and fast. “OH FUCK…oh fuck, it’s so big…it’s so fucking big!” was all she seemed to be able to mutter and shout as he rammed his fat cock in and out of her over and over again. The damn thing had to be a foot long…and she couldn’t even fathom how wide it was. All she knew was that every thrust felt like it was spreading her cunt wide enough to park a truck in it…and despite his vicious and high power. You say you want my wet, hot pussy. Mmmmmmmm, I say teasingly. Not yet! My tongue travels over your chest and down to the heat of your loins. I lick the inside of your thighs and bathe you with kisses all the way to your toes lovingly sucking each one. I hear your soft moaning and I feel so good knowing that what I am doing pleases you. I continue with my kisses moving back to that throbbing dick. I grasp it in my hand and give a gentle squeeze and cup your balls with my other hand. I lick the.