Seeing stars for the second time that night, I was a little afraid that I might actually have a mild concussion. But could I actually be concussed, if... I was capable of wondering if I was concussed? I don't know the rules about that sort of thing. But being a concerned mother I just lied to Alex saying, "Honey I am fine. Really."We both turned when we heard my sister moan from the back seat, "Yeah, I'm alright too... thanks for asking!"Alexi was the snarky one, so her sarcasm actually answered. The baseball season was nowhere near as exciting as football had been. I got to play some, knocked the ball around a bit, and basked in the glory that was a well oiled baseball machine loaded with legitimately good talent already and coached by someone who was already something of a legend on the Palouse.We were knocked out of the College World Series by Ohio State, the eventual champions, who had a great team, setting us down solidly, 8-4 in our final game of the year.-oOo-The summer of. ‘Do you like it?’ ‘I taste good,’ Cynthia said after she finished cleaning his face off with her tongue. ‘You certainly do,’ Ben agreed. Cynthia made a thrilling discovery when she pressed against him. His newly risen cock was pressing against her soft belly. ‘You’re hard again!’ she exclaimed. Ben nodded. ‘It does feel that way, doesn’t it?’ he said. They began to make love again. Their hands moved over the other’s body, touching, caressing, exploring, re-kindling the fires of passion. Ben. To be frank, she wanted it. And Jack saw that. In fact, he had asked her that night in Phil’s backyard if she had wanted Phil’s cock, and she had said no, lying to herself as much as to Jack. Regardless, Jack had asked her to show him how she’d suck Phil’s cock, and she did so, gladly and greedily. She couldn’t remember having been more turned on.Afterwards, they took turns engaging in a role play of sorts about how Phil would fuck Steph. First, Jack had shown Steph how he thought Phil would.