The grades she was worrying about, she'd made with a decent margin, and her soccer team was a shoo in for state, her own performance enough to have ga...nered the notice of the university she was so worried about being accepted to. But all of that, none of it she knew yet, wouldn't know for at least another few weeks, so here she was resting after school was out, going to practice every few days, but otherwise a young bundle of nerves.As she swam the length of her family's private pool, Noriko's. She kept adjusting her legs, I assume not wanting anyone to see where my hand was going. Every now and then she would slap my hand and tell me to stop it.Then Mark, being a good wingman, spoke right up again. “Just go already we’re sick of watching the two of you, at least go hide in the rec room with all the other pervs.”That actually made ME laugh because there had to be four or five couples in there with their hands all over each other covered up with light blankets so no one could see what. And went to sit in my lounge with the hallway door open as so Joe, who had only seen the hallway and the bathroom could see where to go. He came out carrying his towel and dressed in my clothes. Still looking a mess with his hair and his beard but at least he was warm and cleaner. He handed me the towel which I noticed was stained with brown. I was a little disgusted that even after a shower he was still mucky, but I didn’t feel I could judge. I took the towel and threw it in the kitchen ready. "Christ yes. I do. I want my own son to shove his juicy, fat fucking cock up my horny shit hole and to fuck his mother in the ass harder than he's ever fucked anything before." Well mom, I don't think you're quite ready for it yet. Your asshole is not quite ready for such a relentless pounding, mom. What do you suppose I could do to prepare it for such a hard pounding; to make sure it will be able to handle it?" I don't know what you mean, baby?" Oh, but I think you do, mom. I think if you just.