Martin machte sich auch keine Mühe seine Unkonzentriertheit zu verbergen und erklärte stattdessen ganz offen, dass es ihm bei so einer attraktiven G...gnerin immer schwer fallen würde, sich nur auf das Spiel zu konzentrieren und merkte mit einem Zwinkern an, dass mein rotes Höschen auch nicht ganz konform mit den strengen Wimbledon Regeln sei. Es konnte ihm also nicht entgangen sei, dass ich heute Lust auf mehr als nur die übliche Tennisstunde hatte. Nach dem Spiel fasste ich meinen Mut zusammen,. I hear him laugh. "Uncle tim!" I yell at him. "Quit down Peanut. People will hear us." He says in a teasing low voice. I lean against the shower wall and shake my head. "Dammit. Tim" I say frustrated and angry. I turn off the shower and dry off. He already left the bathroom. I come out of the bathroom and see him pulling his shirt on. "What the hell?" I ask him.He smiles at me and steps closer. But not close enough for me to hit him. "I wanted to wash you one last time but then. I gagged and loved her for it. She pulled my head off her cock with an audible ‘pop’ and I thanked her with involuntary tears in my eyes. She smiled and her eyes gleamed a little it seemed and she forced her cock back down my throat. I guess she didn’t feel like she had enough leverage sitting on the edge of the couch though, as she stood up and dragged me between her legs and began throat fucking me, her precum draining down my throat. “Turn around, faggot”, she ordered, “I’m gonna bring you. We both sit at the counter, and she starts to go over the problems she is having. Mom leaves for work, but not before giving us $20 and telling us to order pizza for dinner.We get back to work on the homework, when we come across a particularly tough problem. "I just don't get it. Every time I do it, it come out different than what is in the back of the book. Here, you do it!" She shoves the book in front of my, and I wonder how she wants me to do anything with my arms like this, but I start.