The Morris Minor is a classic vehicle, last produced, I think, in 1968. Any Briton older than, say thirty, has a soft spot for the old Morris. The Tra...eller is what Americans would call a 'station wagon' version, I think; complete to the wood framing of the rear body from behind the driver's seat. Not fast; oh, no, not fast at all with a very simple, basic 1100 cc motor, but utterly reliable, economical and quite comfortable; and, for a small car, an amazing capacity for luggage.Petra laid her. Then our guys bucked up and stopped them on third and three. I was hoping the coaches would let me try to block the punt but they didn’t.Their kicker punted the ball toward the sidelines. It hit the chalk line and rolled out of bounds at our thirty-five yard line just as the clock ticked down on the first quarter.“No huddle, guys. Ben, we’ll only pass on third down. Run that ball like a herd of stampeding Mavericks,” Coach Miller yelled at us before we went out to start the second quarter.Five. Then in heard a male voice say, “Mmmm, you taste likecandy,” and that he loved having her cum in his mouth.It sounded like Ricky my 15 year old brother. I went to Ricky’s bedroom door, which was open a fewinches and got the shock of my life. There was mybrother with his face between mom’s spread legs. She hadher hands on his head holding him there. A few secondslater mom yelled to the top of her lungs that she wascumming again. As I stood rooted in the hallway as Ricky. She then began to suck his cock, spitting on his cock when she had to breathe. This went on for three full minutes, and his cock dribbled with my mom’s saliva. He moaned in pleasure, and he winked at me as if to tease me.My mom then began to taste his rotund ass, and she licked and even sucked on his ass, relishing every minute of it. She then decided to tongue his ass, and she went in for the kill. From her expressions, I realized that she was enjoying every minute of it. This drove me to nuts.