His big strong arm tightly wrapped around me, his hairy daddy beer belly pressed up against my smooth back and his hard 7in morning wood forced up aga...nst my booty. The liquor still in my system adding to my already horny morning self. I roll over turned towards him and begin softly and slowly stroking his cock. With my head rested of his arm I kiss him. Hes fast asleep, I keept kissing him until he begins waking up. He smiles and we begin passionately making out. His cock leaks precum, I use. I could smell his cologne, light, fresh and slightly feminine.He looked good, a tight white shirt under a pale blue linen jacket andtight jeans. He ordered a bottle of wine and sat down opposite me. Itwas so good to see me again, he said. Our wine arrived, and he filledboth our glasses so we could say cheers as we clinked glasses. I toldhim that he and Terence looked so good together. They had met at a partya couple of years earlier and they had decided to get married only afewmonths ago. They. That statement might have got him shot if I didn't love him so much and know that he was just teasing me.I named the baby, Mary Ann, after our mothers, and figured that we would call her that. The name just rolled off our tongues, so we stuck with it. I nursed Mary Ann just the way I had Billy, but I did have a mite of trouble holding her with my left arm unless I was sitting down. I guess that cut to my arm muscle was worse than I had thought at first.Things went along pretty well for the next. It took another second before Rodney sat back down, and he did so in a mechanical form without any other movement. Like he didn’t do it, his subconscious forced him back into the seat.“Coach, what’s going on? Is Rodney in trouble,” his mother asked?“Um, I beginning to think he just might be.” Coach Baker began to lay out everything he had head about the attack from Coach Fontana. He also included that Tim had found pictures of an off-white almost pink 1960s Volkswagen Bug speeding down the.