Well that was my mistake of the day. I got the ball and while I was trying to run with it, my pants decided to start falling down all of a sudden. I ...stopped trying to dribble the ball to pull them up quickly before it caused any embarrassment, but then one of my friends grabbed the ball and scored...I was like what the heck but kept playing. A couple of my family members were laughing as they were watching. Anyway I started running around again and finally got the ball this time I was. Her head rested on my shoulder. I caressed her bare leg. The short pink and yellow frilly skirt looked good on her.Sasha's leg was as smooth as silk, toned and lovely. I caressed absentmindedly while flipping through cable channels with my other hand. On the side table a glass of Chianti sat partially consumed."Thanks for letting my friends come over," Sasha said conversationally."They're always welcome." I know. But thanks anyway," she responded, resting her hand on mine.In a gentle move she. " she replied.I got down on my knees while she sat up on the couch with her legs spread apart. I cupped her right breasts with my right arm and she moaned in pleasure."Shit! Keep doing that, Bobby!" she moaned.While I cupped her right breasts, I lowered my head towards her pussy. I stuck out my tongue and started licking her pussy. She moaned and groaned."You're fucking good at this shit, Bobby!" she moaned."Thanks, Mom." I replied. After ten minutes have gone by, she announced that she was. The harder she caressed the outside of her pussy the more aroused she became and it wasn’t long before the silk thong was damp with her arousal. She rubbed at her ever moistening lips, slipped the thong aside, began gently rubbing at her clit. She was already so stimulated that her labia quivered under a finger, a small pre-orgasm under her soft touch. Wilma wanted to touch her breasts and at that moment as she glanced up- Goodhead spun in her chair to look from the window, her back to Wilma..