. That's it. Ahh... Mommy's getting wet also. Can you cum for Mommy?" Oh nnn. Fuck, Mom!" I groaned."Oh... AHH! Yes... Mommy's close also," I heard he... hiss as her fingers dipped between her folds. "Cum with me. Cum with Mommy!" Oh fuck, Mom!" I grunted as the first of my sperm exploded out of my shaft, landing on Mom's right thigh."Ahhhh... Ohhhh... MMM!!" Mom whimpered while her body shuddered in front of me.I just finished quivering all over the place when Mom reached down and picked up her. Ken had a very hot and moving fast-ball coupled with a fast curve, a slider, and a devastating change-up. He, too, could put any of his pitches exactly where he wanted it.Betsy Clifford was the catcher. In addition to everything else, she had her mother's exuberance and indefatigable sense of humor. Regardless of the game situation, she could be relied upon to come up with a joke or wisecrack to relieve any tension. Kirsty Callaway played shortstop teaming with Karen Chan at second base to form. At least that was how it sounded to me. I couldn't help but notice that, as the evening progressed, the two women seemed to sit closer and closer together, so much so that I began hopping back and forth from Irene's firm-fleshed, well-forested pelvis to the other woman's soft, almost hairless pussy. I certainly hoped that Joe would not want Irene to shave off her hirsute adornment. That would leave me virtually homeless.Irene showered before she went to bed so I was forced to take shelter. "I haven't fucked you yet," he said. He grabbed the jar of Vaseline and began to stroke his dick. Before long he was up and ready to go again. "Bring that ass over here and stop asking me questions," he said. I did as I was instructed. Uncle Paul was sitting on the couch with his legs spread apart. "Come sit on this dick," said Uncle Paul, licking his lips. I climbed on the couch and then onto my uncle and straddled his lap. We were face to face as I lowered my ass onto his waiting rod. Inch.
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