I love the feeling of shooting a big load over my chest, even on my face sometimes and once even on my lips which I remembered tasted salty. I was so ...xcited now that I stood up and lowered my jeans to the floor and pulled my underpants down just past my cock and sat down on the bed with my cockhead shiny and pink and the shaft slick from the pre-cum running down it. I leaned back on the bed with my head raised slightly so I could look down at my hard cock which was now standing up at a 45. It wasn’t often that Carl, my regular golf partner, and I took the University’s head football coach and his agent for any money on the golf course. John, in addition to being a former NFL cornerback, was a three handicap but, like any great athlete, could up his game when the pressure was on. Ty was no slouch at a six, but today we took them on both sides for $200. A victory beer was in order. Carl and I play to a five and a six so our matches were always close.Over a beer, we discussed next. It was my motherasking me to come to her bedroom. When I got there, Ididn't know what to expect: was she going to send meaway to the funny farm or send me to live with myaunt. She was sitting on the edge of her bed looking atme with a seriousness I have never seen before. Shepatted the mattress. I sat down and began playing withmy hands while looking down at her cute dainty feet."Alex, what you asked me today, no son should ask ofhis mother. I understand the mental and physical painyou must be. Her breasts jiggled slightly as she wrestled with the necklace."Um, uh, yeah, sure, Heather – here, just, uh, just turn around..." She was standing so close to him that he had to put his hands on her hips to move her back a little, to avoid pressing against the front of her body as he rose from the couch. As she turned to give him access to the necklace clasp, he had to forcibly pull his gaze up from the enticing view of her rear, the thin panties stretched tightly over the contours of her.