"I was a little angry at first." He said. "You felt so good though, sucking on me and taking me all the way down your throat like that. It didn't last...last long." It wasn't me taking you deep like that." I said. "I could hardly move. "You shoved your dick right past my mouth and down my throat. I was gagging and I couldn't breathe when you did that. Sorry, I shouldn't complain. I really got off didn't I? Geez, listen to me. We shouldn't be talking about this in here."I turned around and peeked. Their cocks in her mouth and between her legs. She moaned quietly and ground her hips into the hard familiar seat.'Why don't you start with your ball?' he said looking up at her finally. She could hardly wait and got up immediately to trade the training belt for the ball. Rocking away near his desk she moaned and groaned building up a great spasm. The tremor shook through her body and she sat up squeezing the ball between her legs. She looked over at Mr. Newnen whom was watching her with a. It didn't really bother us. We were young and didn't know any better.That day we had to clean up the ampitheater. They had a show the day before lasting until nearly midnight. A lot of the audience had brought food and beer and god-only-knows what else. Now the garbage that they had dropped was rotting in the summer sun and we had to get rid of it. So we set to work, sweeping the garbage down from the top to the bottom where we would have to bag it for the dump truck to pick up the next. Lying on my front, my arms were pinned beneath me by the weight of my body, and by James' legs to either side. Arching my back, I attempted to wriggle upright, but the attempt was futile, and I was conscious of my heavy breasts swaying against my son's torso.I gave up, trying instead to push with my knees in an effort to lift myself from him, but my legs just slipped in the bath, the momentum shifting me further down his body and knotting our limbs more tightly together."Here, let me try.".