Each time we was getting closer to my hot spot. I was wet and ready for him. I couldn't wait to feel his mouth on my clit couldn't wait to feel his to...gue. And then it happened, there he was, his hot mouth kissing my womanhood. He licked my clit and pulled it into his mouth and suckled on it. I felt his tongue take me, his fingers danced over my opening. It was beautiful, feeling him take my body in this way. He fingered me as his tongue played. It felt like an eternity but I wasn't going to. I'll try..." Jack I'm begging you, don't TRY anything. Just be yourself, the Jack I got to know that I wanted to be my friend. I don't know if I can ever see that person in you again, but I really, really want to." She said as she got up, signaling the end of the conversation.She extended her hand to him and he took it and stood up."Get me the coffee you promised me, and we have to get to practice." She said with a little sly grin.Tuesdays practice was what everyone called "killer". Coach. Well, she had grown up, a lot, since I had last seen her. Now she was Mom’s height, about 5’9”, a slim and leggy brunette who looked older than her not quite sixteen years.“Hey, ever hear the phrase fifteen will get you twenty?” I asked. Dad chuckled, Suzie flirted, and Mom tried to shield her. The guys sloughed this off and followed us to the kitchen.“What’s for dinner?” asked Bradley, coming in with them.“Nothing for you!” responded Marilyn, shaking her fist at him.“I’ll tell you later,”. I then reached out with my arm and put my hand on her left hip. The palm of my hand felt the heavy beating of her pulse. I leaned in and kissed her. She was into it, open and full of lips and tongue. My hand slipped under the thin tee-shirt to grope her tit. Yep, way larger than a softball, but so much firmer than I thought a mother of three should have had. I rolled her nipple around my fingertips a bit before breaking off and sliding back to my side."Nice tits". She smiled and then stood up,.