Same with the last three child gal country singers, by the way, they were all young, but I wasn't the first. Strangely, I've tried the same lines with...ut being controlled and it doesn't work. Oh, once I put a hand on someone I pretty much own them. You know, mother's and daughters are fun. Love those upscale malls! Or downtown, two office workers on lunch break, take them to the nearest hotel and two ladies who may have worked together for 2 or 3 years suddenly find themselves eating each other. With as much composure as I could manage, I made my way down the bleachers, and headed towards the restrooms. Once inside, I was struck with an unexpected obstacle. The restroom was filled with cheerleaders. Some were getting ready to go out and perform, some were using the facilities, and others were just chatting. Thankfully there was an open stall, and I quickly snagged; locking myself inside. I took a moment to steady myself as I felt so nervous behaving in such a manner while so many. When Bertha finally came after us, she found the two of us still naked, on her bed. Rachel had cheekily let her cunt leak its contents onto the bed sheet, and it had made quite a wet patch there. Before my wife could get in a word, however, Rachel took the initiative."Mom, can you come with me to the d**gstore tomorrow? I need to get some pills." She sounded so different that I really thought she was sincere.My wife took the bait. "Oh, no! It's wrong to use contraceptives - don't bother me. " Her hand slid over to Gene's lap where she rested her palm against his crotch. "I'll help you hold it if you want."Gene groaned, tried not think about his discomfort.Twenty minutes later, they pulled into a place that Gene could only describe as out of place. Brown sand mounds surrounded an acre-sized patch of grasses and a half-dozen trees. A small, dusty pool of water had small waves and disturbances around it's irregular egg-shaped boundary. Surrounding the lusher interior, there was a.