As we got more involved in our lovemaking, thequilt slipped even more, and every time it moved Emmawould pull it back up, vainly trying to keep it ove... us,but eventually it fell off completely.I expected Emma to stop then, and pull it back on, butinstead she just continued thrusting backwards againstme, trying to pull my cock deeper into her with everythrust. By now we were both making some noise, not toomuch, as we were both aware of John’s presence. I canonly think that Emma had her. I heard her shouting, "That's our boys!"But I felt her big soft boobs pressing into my chest... and then I felt my cock began to grow stiff. What th' hell! I put my arms around her and hugged her back.By then the next batter was at the plate and the stands began to quiet down again to watch. I thought there was a little twinkle in Emma's eyes when she let go of me though.The next batter took a mighty swing and topped the ball, causing it to bounce in front of the plate and go sky high. By the. The overall effect made Cassidy feel very sexy and desirable. She was certain Mark would be proud to have her at his side.Her good mood had been destroyed when, at the last minute, Mark announced he was not going with her. His buddy had called and offered him a ticket to the Yankees-Red Sox game, and all he could say was he couldn't pass that up!'The fucking bastard!' Didn't he understand how embarrassing it was for her to appear at the party by herself? She'd been ready to fuck him senseless. Well after couple weeks we became good friends and found out her son was shy and kind of a nerd. One day she came over to me and was little upset over something she found in his room.I said what did you find d**gs or what? She said no,and handed me a note book that he had been writing in and he had wrote love poems and letters to me.I thought it kind of sweet but she was really embarrsed by it and said she was sorry and didn't know what to do.I told her just let it be for now. Well couple days.