I feel bad about it sometimes, but...well, I think of it this way. If I love you this much, if my feelings for you are generating this much love in th...e world, and I mean genuine love, not just lust or whatever, then God must approve of this. Why would He create this much love if it was so wrong?" I spoke as earnestly as I could, putting all my emotions into it. My eyes welled up."Mom, I love you like no other ever will. You made me. You held me inside you for 10 months. You created every cell. I placed my hands around the cheeks of his buttocks and alternately pulled and released. I was in control for a brief moment. I pushed him into me as deep as I could and then I pulled him out until the purple bulb at the end of his cock nearly slid out of me, and then I pushed him back in, again and again and again I repeated the process until…All my years of frustration came flowing out in a matter of moments. I had John in me as deep as he could go and instead of continuing my pushing and. You still gotta block that guy. Save your strength until then.” Slim nodded and followed Taylor to the huddle.The other huddled players gave their friend some inspiring words. This plan was designed just for him in his varsity debut. The boy was in the best shape of his life, but he still was not in good enough condition to be trusted with actually playing, or so the Lee coaches felt. The coaches all openly admired Mayhem and his gameplay, but they figured Slim’s girth and weight might be. There was no reason for me to jump. It was just a soft touch of your hands on me. Your hands are sliding up to my neck, tracing a light line on my skin as you go. I can feel your breath on my neck. Your lips brush my shoulder. Why am I so nervous, why am I wound so tight? Your fingers are leaving little lines of fire down my back as you trace your fingertips downward and around my sides. Caressing around my sides to my stomach and then upward to my breasts. The material of your robe comes into.