Just about that time, my cell phone rang, I recognized the number, it was Ron Peters’ office. I quickly answered the phone, this could be the answer...I had been waiting on. “Brian, how are you ?”, he asked. “Good sir.”, I answered. “Well, I made a few calls to the pro scouts and I think you have at least six teams interested, two seriously. The determining factor would be how well you perform at the Pro Camp which would be held later that month. It would be a week long event, that would test. He sat there quiet for a little while then he cleared his throat."Not the first time Honey, but this last time was incredible," he said then he laughed."What's wrong daddy?" I asked."I can't believe I just do my daughter that I loved how she sucked my dick," he said.I too laughed."Well I did ask," I told him."In that case, you did a great job. I just wished your mother would do that. She never sucks me anymore," he said."Yea I see why. Even with the wall between us you still made me gag. I. " You did show your love, you thought you were doing the right thing. Youthought you were helping us. You would not have pointed out what you sawas sins how you did if you did not care for us." I was wrong."The mom who called him Pete said, "But with how you greeted us we knowyou are not wrong anymore."Just having his two moms visit gave Peter the strength not to need tohave loneliness fight off being alone. Right then he knew he was nevertruly alone. Until that moment, Peter just did not see. As soon as her pussy came in to view, nicely trimmed but not bald, some strand of slime formed threads from her slit to her panties and kept growing longer and longer until her panties were almost at her knees when it ‘broke’.I looked closely and thought to see a small squirt and dripping from her pussy to her panties, making her panties even wetter. Not sure if I saw it right, but Debra closed her legs and had a shocked look on her face and continued to roll down her panties.When the panties.