Me and my mother live alone, I never meant my dad since he left mom when she got pregnant. My moms name is Liz. Mom is 5'7, around 175 pounds, she isn... a hefty woman but she is in the middle range. Me and mom have always been pretty close since we was all eachother had, I guess im a mommas boy since I never had a father. But things started to get a little closer one say. Today was like any other day, I came home from practice and went straight to the shower. When I got out of the I noticed I. Autumn was well under way and he never failed to appreciate the dazzling display of colors that greeted his eyes. Sighing, he turned back to his desk and opened the newspaper. "It's still early," he thought as he sipped his coffee. "I'll just relax with the paper and finish the coffee."He read the front section, finding nothing of too much interest. The next section was Society. Arch smiled and was about to toss it aside, when he saw the picture under the fold. It was Denise who was standing. Paul could feel Cindy's neck muscles tighten and her breath continue to quicken and turn into light moans as he gently nibbled and tasted her like a character from an Anne Rice novel.Cindy could not feel any end to her desire. The sight of Paul's penis standing at attention at its full size had broken all the resistance she had been trying to build up through the evening. She was floating on a cloud of desire and wonder as her senses rapidly approached a point of overload where she was afraid. A couple of the guys took me out after the game to celebrate my first win in the bigs. I think maybe there were five of us, but my memory is spotty. I have definite memories of Buster Brown and George Graham, the catcher who caught me that day being there. I had too much to drink, of course. I wasn't used to drinking, and I was falling asleep at the table when she came over. She looked about six feet tall, and probably was in the heels she was wearing that day. Barefoot she's about five eight.