Waited for her teammates to finish their warmup jog, she noticed a boy standing on the side of the field, watching the boys’ team practice, and jugg...ing a soccer ball. He had kept the ball in the air for a very long time, then started to do tricks, flipping it over his head, catching it on the back of his neck, doing step overs and rainbows, without letting the ball hit the ground. It was remarkable, and was far beyond what M.J., or anyone on either side of the field, could do. She noticed that. I placed myself on top of her, using my weight to keep her suppressed. I firmly held her shoulders in place.“How did you think this would end?” I was breathing rapidly. I was already quite exhausted after the sex, but nothing compared to how tired I was feeling now.“For fuck sake Amy, you were doing so well,” I hit the floor in frustration.“I know that I didn’t listen to your fucking plea, but guess what? I don’t have to. You need to understand that I am in control here.” I snatched the. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and began to stroke, letting out a little sigh of pleasure, my pretty, girlish face looked a sight with my mouth open, gasping in sexual anticipation. And that was the moment when I heard the front door slam shut downstairs. Worse, I heard footsteps running up the stairs at quite a pace. I slid my cock back into my panties, or what I was rapidly remembering were in actual fact Sara’s panties, and dropped my, or her, skirt back into place, smoothing it down and. Her hand was softly rubbing the bulge in my jeans. I stood and undid my belt, and unbuttoned my Levi’s.I reached into my briefs and pulled out my hard cock. Her eyes locked on my penis and one hand reached out and gripped it.As I stood and watched, my Aunt Cindy took my cock in her mouth with a loan moan.I watched in amazement as the head of my fat dick disappeared between her lips. As it entered her mouth, her eyes became unfocused, her arms hung limp at her sides, and she seemed resigned to.