That night, we were about to accept the consequences – Cold MREs in tents set up right smack in the middle of our football field – at night and in...the snow. And seeing our buddies studiously trying not to look sorry for us over the past couple of days was kind of hard to take. Josh Grady, our fullback, muttered to me, "Cold MREs? Marty, I think I'd really rather eat crow – literally!"As we walked down towards the Stadium from the Field House, someone else grumbled, "What kind of man would set. I was so proud that my wife could still turn on a young man like Stephen. Wanking my own cock I heard noise coming down the path to our chalets.“Bob, is that you?”Fuck, I looked up to see Sue, Stephen’s mum coming towards me.Trying to get my cock in my boxer shorts I was too late.“What are you doing?” she hissed at me. “Listen Sue please, it’s not what you think, I’m not a pervert, just look at this” I knew Sue was an open minded lady so I had to take a chance. Putting my cock away I told her. As I started to shoot my load, she pointed it at her breasts. Four strands of cum landed on her tits and bra, soaking into the shiny material and standing out on the black bra. She moved my cock up to her face and rubbed it on her cheek, squeezing out a little more cum that squirted into her hair and dribbled down her cheek and onto her shirt that was bunched up around her neck. She ran her finger over her cheek, putting the cum into her mouth. She smiled at me and said, “Yummy, older guy cum. : Oh, about the 'e' on my name. Well, this girl -- I think I saidabout her, in the car pool last Wednesday, that people didn't like, andsaid things about the way I wore those capris? -- she said, like she wasreal smart or something, that Sky was a weird name, and that it was dumbbecause the sky didn't even really exist, but was just an illusion, madeup because of what people saw because they couldn't see what was therereally. And I told her it was also an island in Scotland (because I'd looked.