" Sorry, mom. See ya later." And he was gone.I headed to the parking lot with the other girls, where we split up and got into separate vehicles. Usual...y I had at least one rambunctious kid on board and often even more but not that night. Just as I circled the lot heading to the gate, I spotted Tommy walking with his equipment bag. I pulled up beside him."Hi, Tommy. Want a ride?" Oh, that's okay, Mrs. Patterson. I don't mind walking." I'm disappointed, Tommy. I was hoping to get to talk to. She grabbed his cock with one hand and fisted the shaft, slick with her spit. A tendril of saliva stretched out from his head to her lips as she looked up at him. His eyes flamed with the same deep lust she felt burning inside her. Quickly, she sucked him back into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she jacked him into her mouth. She had to make herself stop. As tempting as it was to make him cum in her mouth or spurt on her face, there was another place she wanted his seed. She pulled. She would grab his collar and let him guide her into the bathroom and knew he was watching closely as she did her toilet routine but he did not bother her leaving her to her own devices without interference.Sampson would only mount her in the evening when she was ready for bed.At such times, he knew immediately what she wanted from the way she would drop down on all fours like a well-trained bitch and look over her shoulder with her empty eyes waiting for his weight on her back to let her know. I did everything exactly the same as always. I swear!"Coach shook his head. "It's not that. You were fine." He seemed to fade off and daydream as a pervy smile curled across his lips. "Very fine, actually."I blushed. I think Mr. Jacobs did, too."It's Timmy, "said Coach at last. "He's a mess out there!" I noticed that, too," I said. "But, you know. I'm not much of a kicker. Short legs and all. Not sure how I can help."Mr. Jacobs finally spoke. "Tim's having some, um, romantic troubles, you see..