Joel’s in good form tonight, she thought, none of his usual trace-the-alphabet bullshit. Perhaps it was the booze wearing off or his fine form but M...ry placed her hands on the back of his head – he wasn’t going anywhere.His hands squeezed her ample breasts, tugging and her bra. She could take it off, but then she’d have to bother opening her eyes and getting up. No, tonight Joel can do what he’s told.She could feel she was getting close to coming. “Fuck me”, she said. He didn’t move. “Fuck me”,. ‘Wanna keep ‘im close?’ ‘No, Joe. Let him go. Play your usual position, he can steal all three bases and it won’t matter. I gotta get two more batters out.’ As Texas Joe returned, Dober pawed the dirt behind the mound with his spikes. A twinge sizzled through his body from his right shoulder to his spine and down his legs. He fought an urge to rub it, dared not share a sign of weakness at this point of the game. He remembered a line from the Dan Quisenberry poem ‘Time to Quit.’. Dan was a major. I increased my pace, now moving faster and more deeper, I took my right hand and started teasing his balls. He always loved that move. I could feel his dick and balls shiver through out the entire mouth fucking process and I knew he would cum now. Instantly he let a heavy load of his thick warm cum into my throat and I swallowed it hard. I pulled his dick out of my throat area and placed it on my tounge, the juices were still flowing heavy and I relished on them, swallowing every bit of him. I. This act of smooching and caressing went for 15 mins. After this, I saw the moment when mom’s bra got opened.After opening the bra, dad started kissing mom’s boobs. I could dad’s head getting bend down to reach the boobs. Kameez was still there. They both were doing this in the same position. I could hear the moans of mom. She was clearly enjoying the moment.After kissing the boobs, both whispered something which I couldn’t hear properly as they were speaking very slowly. I kept my eyes all.