Her face was glistening with perspiration and her lips were full.She pressed her lips to mine and thrust her tongue into my mouth. I noticed something...unusual; her mouth was still full of my semen and before I could react, she passed all of the semen back in my mouth.I panicked. Why would she do such a thing? She pulled back to enjoy the predicament she put me in. "Haven't you ever wanted to see what it tastes like?" she laughed.I looked her in the eye and swallowed. I felt the warm goo slide. .. compared to the..." Blow job?" she finished for him."Where did you come from?" he asked in awe. "Where did my baby girl go?" I guess I grew up," she said. "Kind of. I don't feel grown up. But Mom says I did grown up things." We pretty much have to agree about that," he sighed."Do you really think Mommy would let us do it again?" What?" He looked shocked. "We can't do that again!" Oh," she said. Anybody could have heard the dejection in her voice."Wait!" he said. "Are you saying you want to. What does it feel like?" I said "It feels great to me, I love to play with it." He said " Can I feel it, it looks so hard." I said " I guess it would be OK, you can come play with it if you want to." He move next to the chair I was sitting in and reached up and began rubbing it. "Wow, this is cool. Both my hands aren't enough to cover it all." I told him what his hands didn't cover he should put the rest in his mouth. He slowly leaned over opening his mouth and put the exposed head inside. "Now. I was already good at it, being the athlete that I was. Connor felt, and I agreed, that even a slight improvement could make a difference. In baseball, there were a lot of very good players. Just a couple of percentage points batting separated the ones that made it from the ones that didn’t. Baseball was filled with explosive moments, and batting was one of them. If I could see a pitch and have my hands react accordingly just a little better, I would see a difference at the plate.He was.