She guided me to the floor exercise mat."Coach?" I said when I finally found my words."Call me, Kim," she said as she pulled on my shirt.I let her tak...e it off."I need good times too," she said. She leaned in and gripped my cock through my clothes and kissed me. "Why shouldn't I have some fun too?" But you're Coach," I said but I didn't protest too much because her little squeezes felt great."So I should get first priority," Kim said.She dropped to her knees and took down my gym shorts and. At the same time, I was very aroused by the thought of these guys seeing her completely naked as I was seeing her now. I looked at her, pretending that I was seeing her nude for the first time. I let my eyes roam down from her face to her exposed left breast, taking in its every curve. I looked at her small, perky nipple and areola. My eyes slid down to her tummy and then to her crotch. I could see her patch of trimmed pubic hair and the faint outline of her pussy lips. I then let my eyes drop. But I could wait, I was in an awesome mood, because it was a Thursday. Thursdays used to suck -- they were the worst day of the week; they're near the end of a tiring workweek, and you still have to drag your ass out of bed one more time. But now, though, Thursdays are the best weekday ever. Why? The simple answer: Girl Scouts.My phone didn't beep in response until I sat on the bus. I tapped the face, and brought up the message. "Just got home," my wife wrote. "You?" She'd been on the road home. Young Sue Ellen was almost seventeen now and she was the spitting image of her ma when she was the same age back in that bunkhouse in Austin, Texas. The sight of her rounded belly made me a bit pee-turbed and I knew it must have caused her a red ass more than one night since she started showing.My sister and my pompous Brother-in-law told me confidentially that she wouldn’t divulge the name of the culprit that had seeded her but at least it couldn’t have been one of the dogs.She was sitting on.