Well, make like bunnies.”“You’re too much, Sue. Good luck tomorrow.”We were on the buses at eight Saturday morning. It’s not all that long a... trip down to Marion, but with the number of competitors in this qualifying event, the coaches wanted to allow plenty of time to get organized before the ten o’clock start.There were over 600 competitors in this meet. It was limited to twenty-four schools, each fielding varsity boys’ and varsity girls’ teams. About three-quarters had JV teams competing.. Her breasts were like large, cushiony pillows, swaying temptingly as she strode proudly into the den, apparently completely comfortable in her nakedness. The pointed tips of her light brown nipples traced invisible circles in the air, moved by the pendulous juggle of her bountiful tits.She was wagging her hips in an exaggerated fashion, as if to draw all their attentions to the shaven smoothness of her pubic mound. But for Diana, there was no need. The sleek, creamy plumpness of her. Then opening up and taking the head inside. Swirling her tongue around it and then sucking all the way down, my cock going into her throat. She held it there for a few seconds before slowly backing up to the top. My GOD she was a cock master! I was in total bliss laying back with my eyes closed when I felt her fingers making their way down below my balls, moving towards my asshole. More moans escaped me as she started circling her fingers around my entrance. Stopping briefly, releasing my cock. I knew a lot of it, but I hadn't heard about your sister, Joan, until today. I'm sorry." That was a long time ago. Her daughter, Diane, she's forty two years old now. When she was younger, she was the spitting image of her mother. She's living up by San Francisco. She teaches kids piano over in the East Bay area. Some inner city program she and her husband founded and run together. They get these music appreciation grants from the State and Federal governments. I don't know why she picked.