His detached attitude concerned her. Maybe he has a concussion, she thought. She had him lay down on the narrow examination bed. His young tool stood ...rigidly at attention.Well at least that is working, she thought. Lust clouded her concern for her son. Her sexual senses were overloaded. If I can just ride him a few minutes, just get off one time, I will be ok. Jamie glanced through the gap in the curtain as she leaned forward and kissed the head of her son’s tumescent love pole.Sam groaned as. Tom could still get enjoyment of his own out of this, though. “Hey, Chloe, Athena, how about you take Zoe upstairs right now instead of waiting till tonight. Show her how much you care for your new owner’s needs.”The girls gave devilish grins, and Zoe was too horny to object. Athena took one of Zoe’s hands, Chloe took the other, and they headed back for the stairs. Tom whispered in Chloe’s ear before she took Zoe’s hand, “Make sure you grab some toys before you go into her room.”Tom watched. Mostly, I was called on when the opposing team changed pitchers from right to left handed or vice versa and the coach thought that I could do better than our pitcher against the new opposing pitcher.Well, anyway, I did make the team and selected the jersey number of 13. Nobody else wanted the “unlucky number,” and that was not one of my superstitions. That number choice did help me to get noticed, though.I had been on the team the previous year, but I spent most of my time in the dugout. But I guess it was my nerves acting up, or maybe it was due to the early hour. She didn't seem to mind that I wasn't stiff; she just lifted her tightly fitted stretchy tube top, letting her full, bounteous breasts spill forward, always braless. The cool morning air hit her naked skin, make her nipples erect and then she knelt down between my legs, resting her hands on my thighs. "You just want a blow job, that all? Cause for more, it'll cost you." Belinda felt her pussy throb with that familiar.