Am I like papa?””Ooohhooo…Rajiv.” She roll her hips, trying to arrest the full length of my cock in her cunt.”You are better than your papa,...e never fucked me like you,Ahhhh…Fuck me harder… harder.” My mother begging me.My hips begin pushing faster to fulfill her request.My cock stab into her pussy and my ball smashing against her ass again and again.Mother’s cunt is dripping wildly, bathing my piercing cock with thick creamy coat of her love juice. I feel her warm sticky juices oozing into my. Sammy, Sammi, The Sergeant and the Author were there, and standing in front of them was another me."Hi Sam," he said with my voice."Hi Sam?" I answered back."Call me Slammin' Sammy," he said. "Its what the sports writers nicknamed me."Slammin Sammy was wearing a Baltimore Orioles uniform, and had a bat on his shoulder."So," I said, looking him over. "Professional baseball, eh?" You got it," he said, stepping over to shake hands. "I never fell for the football thing as a player. Did go to WSU. . errr you know would you show me what to do." She seemed to loose her nerve and turned to leave. "Hazel," I said, turning her back towards me, "if that's what you really want I'd be more than happy to." She looked at me again. "Mom and Dad don't be home for hours. We could do it now and you could teach me." I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Hazel was asking me to do something that would probably end up with me taking her virginity and, never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I pulled. "All you do is pack a few things in an overnight bag, and then head down to Pier 39 at eight o'clock, after dinner. Just dress simply; say some short pants, and a casual shirt or blouse. Ask for Ramirez. He'll be expecting you. He's been well paid, and won't ask any questions. He'll take you from the Main Island to our little place. I'll be waiting for you there." "All right, Barocca. See you soon. Bye." After hanging up, Barocca double-checked the computer to see if the new version of.