She wondered if her body would even let her cum without his approval, not that it mattered. She had broken that rule once before but after the consequ...nces she would never make that mistake again.Sensing that her pleasure was reaching its breaking point he slowed to a stop. Ember whined in protest. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’m only stopping so I can use something other than my fingers. Something you will like even more, kitten.” With that Ember stopped her protest and. Meanwhile I taught myself how to be attractive, and I tried to make myself want the boys. I had my sexual experiences under the bleachers of the football stadium like all of the other perky blonde cheerleaders. Fumbling, awkward experiences. There's nothing at all magical about two teenagers having sex. They're not smart enough about their own bodies to truly enjoy it. And what teens understand about the opposite set of genitalia would fit on the tip of my perky little teenaged nipple. So, I. " We laughed as we left to go our separate ways.Wednesday's game was scheduled at three o'clock. The theory was that the west coast baseball fans could start watching at noon, and the Eastern European countries could begin watching at 8 PM. Thursday's game was going to be at our regular seven o'clock time, so I suppose MLB didn't care whether or not Europe watched the second game.Wow, I awoke with a start, staring at the clock that said 7:00 AM on Wednesday morning. My stomach was doing. "I looked at her still confused. "So, what do you mean mom?" I said a little hesitatingly."What I mean, is that, in order to stimulate you and help you cum as often as possible, over this weekend, I am going to give you constant visual stimulation."I gulped."Err, ok," I said, again not really sure what she meant."Which means that I am going to wear clothes and other garments appropriate to do that. I went to some lingerie shops today and bought a few items that may help with our sessions."Fuck!.