...6 years ago I was named head coach of a brand new little league football, I meet Ann at a registration drive, she was a few years younger than me, ...live skin, 44DD thin waist and not much of an ass, but started flirting right away.We were not very good that season but Ann was an awesome mom, she helped with anything the team needed,and she would give great tit smashing hugs hip to hip and her son was a great player to boot. I made it a habit to check in with the parents to make sure that. As i kept playing with her majestic globes, she managed to get rid of her petticoat through her legs. I slid my hand along her thigh without taking off my mouth from her breasts. She hissed and opened her legs slightly.our tongues met each other’s and began teasing each other before she pulled away for a second.“i guess your meat is upright and raring to go,” she said sliding her hands inside the waist band of my shorts. I was equal to the task as i took it off in a flash to release my hard. You are totally perfect,” I answered.“On your stomach, boy,” he then commanded, with a horny grin.The duffel bag now revealed its true purpose as he retrieved a tub of aqueous cream. When his hands began their upward journey on my body I also realised that he was as good as he had prophesied. The strength of his fingers was mesmerising and I groaned like a bitch in heat as his hands tantalised my flesh.Fuck me, I thought, I have just hit a hole in one.On and on his powerful digits ground into. Rope after rope of my thick cum ran down my hand. I had to try hard not to make any noise as the orgasm ripped through me. Amanda watched the cum drip down my hand, with that smug ' I always get my way ' smile that she had perfected with me.She rose from the bed, and walked over to me. She kissed me on the cheek, and whispered in my ear."I'll see you tomorrow night."All day at the office, I couldn't get the image of Cassy out of my head.She's only fifteen, I reprimanded myself silently.It was.