I went to the mound and threw a few practice pitches. I was very rusty and pitched a few wild balls before settling in. I got the first two batters ou.... Joan was yelling her support. She was jumping up and down showing her underwear. The third batter smashed a home run off of me. The next two guys got on base but I struck the next one out. The cheerleaders did some basic pom pom and shaking moves and yelled encouragement. The game went on for a while, each side doing okay. The score was tied in. Son’s perspective: It just wasn’t fair to me, a horny perverted 17 year old boy, for mom to leave her sexy dirty panties out on the bathroom floor. Mom and I shared a small two bedroom apartment and living was tight. This only fueled my fetish for a women’s soiled panties and it didn’t much matter they were my mom’s. In fact, I found myself more and more excited knowing the dirty silk and cotton had been rubbing against her pussy and ass the entire day. One particular night, I was cleaning up. I think I should hit him up and suggest it. What’s our burner email again? He mentioned not having a Fetlife or not being able to log in or something last time I pushed him to write you. I bet if I’m serious he will get serious.” I continued. “If that’s what you want, go ahead.” M said.A lot of people ask how our poly/open dynamic works or have alternative ideas for how it should work. I’ll take a moment and clarify it here. The rule with chatting is that I can do it outside of Fetlife. . "How do you know it was a girl?" Joey asked.I laughed, "Yeah Ralph, you probably just became a homo." No, no, it was definitely a girl," Ralph countered, although the look on his face made it clear he wasn't so sure.Joey laughed out loud, "Ralph got blown by a dude."Ralph protested, trying to remain cool, even though it was obvious he had no idea, "No way, man, those lips were all woman." This based on your years of experience getting head," I quipped sarcastically."As if you should talk,".