“Glad to meet you.” But he wasn’t paying attention. He was looking past me to what lay beyond the transparent netting of our patio door. And the... he forced his eyes back to me. “Uh ... yeah, you too.” Embarrassed, he vaulted himself over the short wall onto the next patio and called inside as he disappeared through the open door, “Hurry up, you guys. It’s going to start getting dark in a couple of hours.”I was just sitting there, sipping on my second drink and reflecting on the events of the. " Forget it!" Paul demanded. "Even a stopped clock is right, twice a day. I'm telling you, this rookie can not hit your stuff! He cannot! His record proves it. It's not a fucking hunch, it's a fact!" What if this is the second time?" I asked.The plate umpire was coming out to see what accounted for the delay."Second time?" Paul said. "What are you talking about?" You said 'even a stopped clock is right twice a day.' Well -- He's already gotten me -- once." We're doing probabilities, here, Alex!. Now he touched the tip of his cock to her cunt. She froze, waiting. He pushed and I almost sat up on my cot just to have a closer look at things. He let his cock completely disappear into my mother’s cunt. She moaned, a long moan of simply unbearable pleasure. He caught hold of her shoulders to balance himself and started to move his pelvis back and forth, back and forth, the cot creaking with his motion.”Ummmmm…ahhhh…uummmmm”, my mother moaned. She did not know what to do with her hands for. She turned out to be as skinny as I had seen when she leaned forward in the restaurant.I was soon as hard as her nipples. By the time Emily came back, from the extended bathroom visit, Lane and I were both leaking out our respective juices. Emily pulled the sheets down before pushing us over onto the bed.Wanting to make sure Lane really enjoyed tonight, I stared sucking on her nipples before moving south. She came a dozen times in a row, at least that I noticed, from my eating her pussy and at.