In fact, looking back on it, I was a downright sissy. I loathed athletic sports, and was frail and a weakling. Once he told me that his 7 year old son...could kick my ass! And me, an 18 year old!Anyway, as I said earlier, my favorite pasttime was jerking off several times a day. I used to go in Mom's room and sneak Butch's fuck mags and masturbate while looking at the sexy nude women. Sometimes I'd pop in one of the porno videos that Butch had, and jerk off while watching the beautiful white. At one point, I returned a volley and found myself planted right behind Lissa. We touched and held ourselves together as she returned the ball with a backhand, straight to my forehand. It went back to her backhand and she spun around so that I was in front and returned the ball with my backhand. She kept her turn going until we were both facing the wall again and she met the ball with a forehand into the left corner so that my forehand was called into action again. I flattened myself on the. That was good because he didn't even have one. Then he started to kiss his way down her stomach till he got to her mound. Moving his body between her legs, he spread her legs wide and put them over his shoulders. Jeff used his hands to spread her pussy lips and he pressed his face between them and licked her clit causing her to jump. He licked up and down her slit from her asshole to her clit, stopping to push his tongue into her wet twat and then to suck on her clit as it grew and came out. "Oh well," she sighed, "there goes my surprise." She thought it was George calling her, boy was she ever wrong.When she hit the button, instead of her husband's loving face, she saw the belligerent balding head of Seymour Spacely, of Spacely Sprockets, Inc., her husband's boss. The little man looked ready to bite through his cigar. Something must have gone wrong at the plant, and Mr. Spacely was not happy about it."Is Mrs. Jetson there?" he asked, his voice at a barely restrained level."He must.