I'm sure of it."Lynne's brow furrowed."I'll just bet you are," she said softly."I thought she wasn't going to let us go," giggled Jill as we stomped i...nto my back door.It had started to snow during supper and was coming down fast and thick by the time Jill and I actually tried to leave. Even I was a little surprised when Lynne's only response was "Don't stay too long or you might get snowed in." Of course Zack said "Take your time," but everybody ignored him."Let me get some wood on the fire," I. "I need to get back to work!” His protest didn't stop him from ripping my shorts off and helping me out of them. He brought them up to his face, took a deep breath inhaling my sex and then licking the huge wet spot my dripping wet pussy left. I started to slowly run circles on my hard throbbing clit as he bent me over the seat of the mower. As I spread my legs wide he leaned closer to me as I watched his cock pointed right at my pussy from over my shoulder. He was about 13 inches and 4 wide one. And that idolization would become his own motivation for becoming quite the baseball star himself. And as we both got older, I less and less gave him the time of day. The cheers continued around the field. I could see the TV crew making it's way over to home plate. Parker, still standing on the pictures mound, glanced over at me, with his head hung. I pointed at him, with an evil grin. He gave me back a thumbs up, indicating he would live up to the bet. “Matthew---Matthew---Matt Dillon---Mary. So, I just sat there, looking at the big cock right there in the screen.I felt my pussy was getting wet, I sure was wondering about what this twelve inches thing would do it to me. I squeezed my legs together and logged off.The next day, I checked my mail, but nothing from him.I was a little disappointed, but didn't think too much of it.The next day, same thing, but I thought: “Okay, it’s over…”I sat down and typed another mail to him. I got no reply that night.Two days later, he answered.