Being with her almostmade me forget the emptiness her mother's passing away had left me. After an evening of shopping, we were always in a exceptional...mood. I'd ask her to try on all the things we had bought that eveningand she was more than happy to comply. I especially liked seeing herin the sexy lingerie I'd picked out for her. I knew it wasn't a wisething to do, but I couldn't help myself. Her newly developed youngbody looked so perfect in a low cut bra and skimpy panties that Isimply. All of them managed at least one trip to the gym. Most did two of three. Traci showed up four times.Thursday was a lot like Wednesday, except that after art we caught a ride to the middle school with Mr. Mulino, who had a meeting, instead of walking.Our first meet was at Stoner Middle School, about seventy miles away, so the bus loaded a little before three. The girls were all excited. They all looked good in their practices, and I had visions of a state championship. Kelly had looked. As the action on the tube heated up with the two actors kissing and running their hands over each other in a tight clench, Mandy turned so that she leaned back on her son and presented spread thighs to her husband with right knee bent and the foot up on the sofa. This allowed her young man to wrap his arms around and now to use both hands and do double duty to momma tits, while at the junction of the legs her spouse was fingering the slippery slit. This was more than she had expected to. “I have some. May I join you?” he replied. I consented and while he restarted the video I unfastened my jeans and returned to masturbating. “What do you like?” he asked. “I like it all,” came my standard reply. “Well I’d like to suck that!” he said and reached over to take my erect cock out of my hand. Surprised and pleased by this strange turn of fortune, I simply said, “Yes!” He opened my pants and began pushing them down my legs. Knowing I was going to be naughty tonight, I had worn a pair.