The blonde no longer around. Joe, ignoring him, looked inside the fridge and found makings for chicken salad sandwiches and made three. By the time he...was done, the ladies were waiting. Each grabbed a soda and sandwich, and Joe grabbed a bag of chips, and they headed out.Once in the rental car, Joe feeling like a chauffeur with the two ladies in the back, Celia finally asked Jane, “Why did you thank me?”“Because you helped me cum with Eddie,” Jane blushed. “I think it was the position, me not. He is just sotalented; he has scored more goals than anyone else. I wanted to be likehim, and play football as well as he does, or at least be on his team.I never wanted him that way, certainly not as a boyfriend. I so muchwanted to play alongside him on his team." I know dear but now you get to go to all the matches with him and youride in his car on dates, you envied his sports car didn't you, I amsure you wanted one like it?"Why the grimace, I have seen you in the passenger seat smiling,. It revealed a huge bulge. “No-one’s ever got me this dripping before. I fucking want you pretty boy! Give me your hand!” This boy was quick, as he just grabbed my hand and forced me to caress his huge lump. He gasped at the sensation of cold hand meeting oh so hot dick. How I wished he’d just do the same to me. “You like it Gabriel? You really want it that bad?” That needed no answer. “Then go for it. Shove my hot prick into your mouth!” And I thought he was quick. I was on my knees instantly,. Id sneak glimpses of her from time to time. Once I volunteered to mow their lawn for extra cash, she was weeding her flower beds and I got to enjoy the view of her gorgeous round ass in cut offs again while she was knelt down out there. Now here I was, 17 and about to be a Senior in high school. Ian and I were still friends and a couple of the other guys would sometimes joke about his Mom being a MILF. He took it in stride I guess, but somehow I knew that if he thought any of us would.