It had to be you but why did you and your mom both tell me you couldn't father kids? I went to see your mother and that's when she told me she didn't ...now for sure about you fathering children. I told her I was pregnant again and there was no doubt in my mind whatsoever. Your mom put her hands over her face and cried; I cried with her."The reason I didn't tell you last month was I knew you would have doubts. I didn't know if you would believe me and I didn't want to go through all those. "It's beautiful," she whispered as her hand moved up and down my swollen shaft. "Would you like me to suck it?" Yes. Do you want to?" I do, but I've never done it before, what if I do something wrong?"I honestly don't think you can, almost anything is good, as long as you don't bite it. To start with just kiss it, on the head. That's right. Now lick it, just pretend it's a lollipop, lick all the way up from the bottom, and then take the end into your mouth; clamp your lips around it and move it. It will ruin my reputation and embarrass everyone in our families.”My cock started to respond with the thought of actually fucking eighteen-year-old Tracy, the daughter of the girl I’d fucked twenty years ago. Tracy was gorgeous and hot and I started to imagine how she would respond as I pushed my cock into her and popped her cherry. Would she moan and flinch? Would she cry out in pain? How tight would she be? Would she let me fuck her slowly or would she want it hard? I wanted to find out.“You. I've got good-enough hands and can make the pivot, but I lack range as a fielder, and my throwing arm is only average. Second base is a good place to hide a mediocre throwing arm, but the lack of range was a real problem, and something I haven't been able to do a whole lot to fix.Like I told you, I run pretty good in a straight line, but quick starts toward a ground ball to my left or right are something else again. I just ain't that quick at getting underway. I'm not even as quick as my body.