" Mom laughed. "What is it with guys and pussy? I think a vulva looks so unattractive." "Really?" You don't think so?" I think yours is so beautiful. ...t looks like a rose. I think roses are pretty."Mom giggled. "You are such a romantic," she said."Let me show you. Can I look in your make-up bag?" "My make-up bag?" asked Mom. "Sure, I have no secrets for you. Why?" I got up, opened the make-up bag at the dressing table, and took out her hand mirror."God, no," said Mom.I stepped back into bed,. I got up and made my way over to where Coach Cullen was standing, he was going over some last minute preparations.“Coach, I’m good to go, I feel fine.” I said, in a low voice.He looked up at me with a sort of smile on his face, nodding that he was grateful for the effort. He went back to scanning his charts giving me no indication of whether or not I would play the second half. I followed the team out on the field for the second half, but Billy got the nod to start in my place. I moved to the. I had to wonder how much dust, sand, and mud had already gotten inside, especially when I had to jump into the muddy water.The cold of the mud trench sapped much of my remaining strength, and pulling myself out of the trench at the far end was no easy task. The course monitor at the end of the trench shook my muddy hand once I managed to stand up. “You made it,” he pronounced with a big grin.The ten-meter-long shower was only five meters away. Unfortunately, it only washed off the exterior. The. ” He began to kiss Stacey. He stood up and I knelt back down. Pete had placed his hands on the back of my head now. “Get ready Brad. I’m going to fuck your face.”I pulled his cock out of my face for a bit and started to slap it on my face and tongue. He grabbed his cock and started to do it for me, like he had done to my wife. God did it feel good. “Slap it Peter. Slap that huge cock on my face. Yeah. Slap it,” I groaned. I started to stroke my cock lightly, as I was about to blow my load. “I’m.