..”Sarah’s estimation was that in fact he wouldn’t be able to hold off. “Just relax and let your body do what feels right.”David’s face re...axed a bit, and he shoved in and out. Seconds later he lunged deep inside and gasped. Sarah knew he was spurting and felt that little thrill she always did when a male was doing his business inside her.“So, did that feel good?”David smiled. “Oh, man, yeah!”He slid off her to the side, his slick cock reappearing.“Mind if I play with it?”David shook his head. As Allen was about to leave, he heard Tracey's voice calling him back."Er... uh... Allen, would you like to come in for some lemonade? I think we still have some," she said, inviting him into her house."Okay, I' like that. Where are your parents?" he asked as he followed her into the house."They're in town, they won't be back till later, but it's okay for you to be here," she told him.Allen followed her into the kitchen, watching as she bent over to retrieve the pitcher of lemonade from the. Todd has his friends now, at 17 and when the full awfulness of our grief slowly lifted, I threw myself into raising him, being there for him and didn’t pay attention to my social life. I was a good dad, an upstanding member of the local community. I’m known around these parts as ‘coach’ as I was for many years the local basketball coach, first of Todd’s team and then just the local community team. Stacey never played sports, or I’d have noticed her a lot more than I did tonight. The first time. Toweling off, she ordered a massage."I'll try," he said feeling unusually inept in her presence."The pump capped jar on the top shelf, the bumpy white one's got almond oil." She lay on her front and waited."Harder big man," instructed Mary. "Avoid my spine, but start the strokes at the edge and work out. Better. Straddle me and press down. Long strokes. Much better."By straddling her, his balls slid along her perfect round ass. His cock lengthened and slid between the cheeks."Mmm," moaned Mary..