Turning around, he scowled at the voice’s owner. “You push me further and you know it. What are you talking about?” “Sunday is only the secon... game, everyone has hiccups. Don’t let me catch you over doing it.” The voice was dark, but held a hint of softness. “I know what I’m doing. You sound like your lady.” Gabe Russell scoffed to the smart remark. As the coach to the receivers, Gabe knew exactly what Marcus was capable of and wasn’t afraid to tell him. Last season he had spent several. Her hand slipped off my shoulder and gently raked down my back as it dropped. For a moment, I didn't move. Then I turned and saw her walking off. If ever there was a time to run and hide, this was it.But I found myself following. I had started walking after her before I even realized I was doing so. And my panties were damp. I could feel them cling as I moved. What the hell was happening to me?The woman walked into a dimly lit hallway between two very brawny men who seemed to be security. They. "Before yuh do it yuh gotta use your hand on me," she said in her little-girl voice. Then, apparently misinterpreting my shocked expression, she said quickly, "Yuh gotta get me wet first, even if yuh don't make me cum. First time Billy didn't and it hurt somethin' awful."I didn't need any urging. Dropping to my knees beside her, I put my hand on the fat, smooth prominence between her legs. It was excitingly different from Brenda's pussy, almost bald and creamy white. The bulging flesh was. "Mom's expression changed, and she looked puzzled."Let just get my stuff and go home. I would love a hot bath," I said. Hoping that would make her forget what had just happened."Okay, that sounds good," Mom replied. However, before she turned around, I saw her looking down at my stiff cock, which caused it to twitch.We got my bags, and Mom drove. It wasn't long into the drive when Mom asked what had happened at Dad's and why I came home on a bus.Leaving out all the parts about my sex with.