She said it made her feel sexy.I commented that her husband was a lucky man to have a wife who always was in her stocking feet. She said that regretta...ly her husband had absolutely no interest in her feet. As she could tell from the bulge in my pants, I had more than a passing interest in her nylon clad feet. One thing led to another and pretty soon we were next to each other on the couch. She asked for a foot rub and told me that if I did a good job she would ease the bulge in my pants with. While she was swallowing my load the other guy zipped up and left abruptly. Mila kept me in her mouth untill i softened. She sat back on the bench and with her finger wiped some cum off of her breast and put it in her mouth while looking me in the eye. Then did the same off of her cheek,sucking her finger, she was being sexy for me, i just smiled.She asked where my "friend" had gone. I just said he left right after he came. She said good........ i didnt know how that would go. I just kept. The kid’s only following his orders.”The umpire turns to look at Mo and asks, “What do you mean?”“Those last few pitches were all in response to a specific signal from the coach. Neither the catcher or the pitcher liked them when the sign came in. After the first one I figured the coach was telling him to hit me for a walk. So I gave the coach a warning and then I let him have what he wanted to give me. These two are just kids doing what their adult coach told them to do. So leave them be,. Heading for the office I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind. As Mary Cecile talked with me there was something about the way she was looking my way that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Yes, that’s it, it’s like she’s hopeful about something. She’ll be going to the baseball game. That’s why Rev. Mother wants to talk with me. But the game is still six weeks away. And what would that have to do with me anyhow?Knocking on Mother Superior’s door I heard a muted “Come in.” She gestured with.