"Everybody's got a chance. Coach Calloway makes everybody try out and then picks his squad. It doesn't matter if you're a senior or a freshman. If you... already played three years of varsity or never picked up a glove before today. Ricky made it as a freshman. So did Robbie and me." You're not trying out," Jason said, then looked surprised that the words had come out of his mouth."I will. Since Coach Saxon, the JV coach, couldn't be here today, the coach will have some of last year's varsity. I also am a very heavy cummer. One of my few trysts, a hand job in the back of a car, ended with my poor date dripping in cum. She was impressed, and a bit pissed off.This morning I was in mother's bedroom. I was wearing black, lace-top stockings secured to a black satin garter belt, and a silky black baby doll top. My big cock was straining against a pair of black silk panties that had a cute ruffle of lace around the edges. I had laid out on the bed my favorite negligee of mothers. It was an. Rape was probably the best descriptor for although she offered no resistance she was now convinced that Kyle was simply doing what his father had done, taking what he wanted with no regard for her feelings at all. There was not a shred of what had passed between her and her son those seven years ago. No love, not even affection, Kyle was here to avenge what he felt she had done to him, that and take what he wanted.She showered, dressed, fixed Kyle breakfast and left for work as quickly as. “I’m going to give you some commands, and you will realize it, but there will be nothing you can do about it.“I am going to give you a trigger phrase that will do the following: It will make you lustfully horny for me, and realize that fucking beats out family values every time. You will be all about fucking without inhibition or consequences.”Still breathing hard from her workout, Stacy’s face betrayed nothing, but her breathing remained heavy, labored. She bit her lip.“You will have no reason.