Chelsea was the best coach he had ever known. She showed him how to move his feet, position his body to make the right throw. Before long he was throw...ng the ball without thinking about it."Need to take a break," Gerald said after running a few laps. His insides were cramping up. He fell to the floor looking up at the sky.Chelsea ran back to him she was sweating her burgundy hair was hanging down as she looked down at him. "Two more then you can call it quits." Not quitting," Gerald said trying. I wasn't comfortable with the thought of being caught rattling around in the back of my mind.I slipped around to the rear of the house. Sarah's bedroom window was aglow with light from her bedside lamp. Per usual her blinds were open giving me an unobstructed view of the room. Rather than seeing the teen walking her room in her undies Sarah was completely naked. Her sixteen year old body taught with youth. She was dancing in the middle of the room. I could faintly hear music through the closed. Jeff put his hands on his hips and said, "You got yourself a deal."Portia's leaned back in her chair, surprised that Jeff was actuallywilling to go through with what he had seemed to propose out of anger.Portia tapped on her chin while she looked him over and wondered abouthow to make Jeff show her he was serious.A smile came to Portia's face before she said, "Okay. Are you going tohandle your beautification process or do you want some help?"Jeff gave Portia a confused look before Portia. He won't come back until I call him, but he doesn't have any flies on him either. I felt a hand on my crotch. I don't mean to, but I gently jutted my pelvis towards it and look at Paul. He lookes back with that 'girls will be girls' look and sighs. My pants unzip and my cock is fished out to disappear into a warm, unseen, hot mouth. I can usually hold my own when Sheila sucks me off, but this was different. With shaking hands I pick up my menu and glance at my wife. She's finishing off her.