Maybe he could have a few hours to himself and satisfy the burning in his balls that the interrupted jerk session with horny little Marcie had produce....But as he climbed the stairs he could hear his mother's voice and the words made him curious to discover what she was doing. It sounded like she was having sex. but with who? Cautiously he climbed the final five steps and peered around the stair rail into his mother's room at the end of the hall. She was face-down on the bed, completely naked. Istarted to feel good until I heard my dad shout out from the spectatorstands."Honey, are you alright? Is there a problem?"His voice oozed with a parental concern that I never heard before. Isay "oozed" because this public display of offspring affection wasroyally embarrassing me! He must have noticed that I was ridingexcessively slow and his first instinct was that I was having troublewith the bike or something! I noticed some of the boy riders (who haddropped by to mostly make fun of the. Put me anywhere, but let me play ball."The man finished his coffee, patted me on the back, and left me with the last word, "I sure hope I get to coach and manage you next year."Well, the Phillies sucked. We swept them then went home to face the Braves. They are good and have the bats to justify being on top of the division. I continued to hit everything that came my way, but we were swept by Atlanta, and then lowly Colorado came in and swept us. That was embarrassing. I finally had a bad game.. Mmm, I like that.”“I bet you do,” I said, a sultry purr to my tone. I couldn't help it. She was just making me feel so wanton right now. “God, you're juicy.”“I've been thinking about you for weeks, but then... seeing my mom riding you, witnessing your gorgeous face framed by that blonde hair...” The bride shuddered, her pussy clenching on my finger. “I wanted you so badly.”“And you'll get to enjoy her,” Kurt said moments before his mouth latched onto his new bride's clit.Rosemary gasped. I.