Thismight have been my only chance to see Steve in action.My drunken mind had also lessened my sense of risk andbefore I knew it, I also had slipped o...ut into the darkthrough the kitchen door.The street lights at the front of the building gave ayellow glow which meant that there was some light and Islowly made my way up the path. I heard movement besideSteve’s shed and saw Enzos Niki on her knees sucking him. Ihad to get closer if I was going to see anything so Iedged further up the path,. “I want a word with you.” “Not now, I’m busy!” Coach Doyle responded without looking at Darlene. Darlene defiantly tapped at Coach Doyle’s shoulder. “I am a parent and I will not be ignored.” “Alright already!” Coach Doyle snapped and turned to see Darlene standing next to him. His eyes immediately went to her chest straining against the pink t-shirt. This was something not lost on Darlene, who crossed her arms in front of her and looked disapprovingly at the coach. “I feel it’s about time you. "About what, Dad?" "Um, the birds and the bees," I stammered. I had no idea why they always say birds and bees. I've never seen any birds or bees in the bedroom. "Ah, OK, Dad." "Look, I know you are getting to be a young man now. You are eleven already. You are probably starting to notice girls," I started. "You mean like that hot babe in the third row at school?" he asked. "Uh, yes. Like that hot babe at school." That was cute, I thought. I wonder where an eleven-year-old picked that up.. Glorious. Firm, smooth, blissful. An ass that made the angels and the devils sing in harmony. I kissed it. Each cheek. Eagerly. “Are you…?!” “You never wanted anyone to kiss your ass?” Her ass cheeks shimmied a bit as she laughed. “Your butt is worth a few kisses and more,” I added. I made a trail down her two supple hills and under until I reached the area where her rear end and pussy greeted each other. Gripping her and spreading her cheeks a bit, I ticked and teased her puckered entrance..