" For the other team," Pa said. He looked sideways out of the corner of his eye and returned his concentration on his driving.Ma's parents were teache...s at a private school for rich kids in St Louis. Their sports program consisted of "friendly" games of touch football and softball. They played what we boys called "girls sports" and "sissy games" in those days. They actually played softball instead of baseball because a teacher got beaned once by a wild pitch and was knocked out. If he'd had his. The shape and mushroom heads she had often observed in pictures since had always been a source for her to fantasize to as she masturbated. And now, here she had one in front of her eyes and she was mesmerized. "Ginagirl (her dad's per name for her), you need to leave till I finish" he said, but instead Gina stepped inside and pulled the door closed behind her. Her dad with a perplexed look on his face turned towards his daughter and in so doing swung his cock around. He was too startled to. But the drinks kept coming. She found herself excited at the eager African eyes.It was as though they were making love to her with their eyes. Caressing her, fondling her. Stripping her. Instead of being shocked or afraid, she found herself even more aroused. Wet between her legs! Her panties were soaked.She stood up, and wobbled lightly, to more laughter. Hands supported her."Party Time!" No, I must sleep now." African eyes grinned at her."No time for sleep! Holiday time! Party time! Dancing!. Karen’s tears caused him pains that felt like knives plunging into his heart. He didn’t want her to hurt like this, not because of him. Gently, he began running his fingers through her hair, trying to calm her down. Then, while he continued to do that, he began placing light kisses on her face. ‘Oh, my darling,’ Karen murmured and snuggled tighter against him. Jason continued to kiss and stroke her gently and, slowly, his gentle, loving caresses began moving beyond her face. He kissed her ears,.