My cock was hard again, and I pointed it out to Theresa. She rolled her eyes."That was a one-time deal," she said. "You need to find somebody else to ...suck that thing."Back at Theresa's house we carried all of our purchases up to her bedroom. Her mom was in the kitchen when we arrived, and we went back down and talked to her for a few minutes before I headed home. I was still wearing Theresa's black thong, and had a pair of hiphuggers in my pocket to wear to school the next day.Walking to school. God, it felt so good. He grinned at his friends and announced that I had just cum. "Bitch likes it rough!" He told his friends. He began slamming into me harder. He warned his friends to get their cocks out and ready because he would be cumming soon. I heard zippers opening, and I had thick cocks in each hand, and two more waiting for attention. The two men whose cocks I wasn’t holding each took a tit in hand, worrying my nipples until they were rock hard, then there were warm, wet. A nearly naked woman, panties down and with a reddened bum, standing in the corner on my instructions. And she was my mother!I told her I was going into the kitchen for a moment, and that she must not move. Then I went out and put on the kettle. I wanted a drink, and intended to have it whilst enjoying the view I'd created.When my tea was ready I walked, silently, back to the lounge, and was surprised to see my mother still facing the wall, hands behind the head but swinging her body gently. . An' not the three all together-together, you know? Not the same time, I have all of them." Well, that's a relief. The way they're paying us down here, I wouldn't want to try to support even one!"I barely had time to move my suitcase to William Bradley's pad before we were opening at home Saturday night. The stadium was packed to capacity with enthusiastic fans. I was wishing my teammates had name tags on their jerseys because I'd only had the briefest of introductions to them, and wasn't that.