Every person in town knew my busty mother because she was like none other they had ever witnessed. Her luscious blonde hair bounced off the golden sun...ight while her deep, dazzling blue eyes could hypnotize any person. Mom's pouty lips were naturally pink and glossy and her voice had a gentle yet seductive tone. Her skin was fair, silky and soft, just seeing any of her bare flesh made you want to run your hands all over her. She barely looked like a classy 36 year old Mom. She had the face of a. She stopped sucking and stood up straight still facing Tim. Her tiny denim shorts were all up in her ass crack , she started unfastening her pants and wiggled her hips as she pulled them down. Once they hit the deck she kicked them towards me. I bent over and picked them up as she turned her back to Tim. She reached between her legs and guided his long dick into her wet pussy. She sat down on it and squeezed her legs together then she rocked forward and begin fucking him. I watched her for. “You can’t do this,” I said, “this is not right.”“And neither was it right for you to take advantage of my daughter,” the 50 something rancher said. “She is just 25 and doesn’t need an old fart like you trying to get in her pants.”“She came onto me,” I said, “besides the moment I found out she was really a guy in drag I stopped.”“Yeah see that is the problem, she may look like a guy to you because she still has her cock, but other than that she is all woman. You had no right getting her all. Pujols and Rolen, thank God, were right-handers and I was unlikely to have to face them. But I could imagine myself getting called in to get this kid Gallegos out, at some critical point in a game.Hoo-boy!We had a comprehensive scouting report on the Cardinals -- the result of our best scouts following them around for weeks during the regular season. I studied that fat book far more carefully than I'd ever prepared for a final exam in college.The Cardinals had won 109 games that year. We had.