Her bloody tongue explored the inside of Gwen's mouth. Tracing it acrossher perfect teeth and between her lips and gums- forcing her tongue deepinto h...r throat, as her own tongue avoided her Mother's. The depth of hermother's tongue and bloody taste forced tears and gags. She kicked Igor,and he gimpishly pulled Gwen's feet back- dragging her down the wall, asher Mom held Gwen's face in place with her tongue.As she was pulled to the ground, Gwen felt her Mom's lower body vibrate,like a man in. She let herself watch, drank in their image, smiled at the universal pleasure of sex and at her own memories of being on her knees like that, making a guy’s eyes pop out. She had worked on her own oral skills, and now enjoyed it much more than when she was a young bride. She watched with some appreciation as the woman confidently accelerated and then slowed the pace of the cock sliding into her mouth , and wrapped one hand firmly around his shaft to stroke it. Robin smiled and nodded. He’d coached college basketball since the late 1970s and was always looking for new talent. He said I looked familiar. I wasn’t surprised. I was one of the best student-athletes at my old high school. Upon hearing that, he sized me up, then asked me about trying out for the team. That was more than okay by me. I played basketball and soccer in high school. I also had a mean jump-shot. So, yeah. I gave college basketball a try…and made it! Thus, I joined the Burlington Tech men’s basketball. He pulled out the last two pieces of his disguise, a short blue mini skirt, and a small pair of white heels. He had practiced walking on them before, so this would be nothing new to him. He quickly put both of these on and stared at himself in the mirror again. He smiled, and reached back to undo the band he had keeping his somewhat long hair in a pony tail. Kevin had spent years in Europe, and that was one thing that he brought back with him. His friends gave him no end of crap for it, but he.