<em>Touchdown.</em><br/><br/>The grin on my face was nothing short of euphoric as I pressed it against the back of his shoulder and watched rope after rope of white hot cum explode from the tip of my insatiable lover’s cock and fall to cover the body of his prone, begging mother. Weeks of planning and maneuvering were coming to fruition, just as he was now coming into his sexual own. I’m sure I meant to murmur my praise to both of them for such a naughty job well done.<br/><br/>But once again, he tries to take control of the ball and my victory dance is short lived.<br/><br/>Mashing his lips to mine, his fingers to my wet, seeping cunt, I’m wrenched to his side and the kiss is torrid. Desperate. Needy. Something out of an amateur’s playbook. And I know he can to better. I want him to do better. His mother and I deserve better.<br/><br/>Not to mention the two other beautiful players still on the bench, ready to take the field.<br/><br/>So after he was done gasping and panting his surprise and pleasure, I pushed his hand away once more. My own went to his shoulders, where I coaxed him down to his knees, and then joined him there. Clucking my tongue, and frowning my disappointment. “The word can’t no longer exists in your vocabulary, darling. It’s time you learned how to keep all of your women pleasured.”<br/><br/>The small smile on my face was promising as I pushed Reese to his back. Positioning the field as I saw fit. My hand wandered to Sarah, still prone next to her son, still blissfully blindfolded and unaware of who’s cum she wore. My fingers circled her nipples, picking up a few puddles of it and smearing them over the tight little buds before putting those same fingers into my own mouth and tasting with a delectable moan. Like drinking the champagne in the winner’s circle.<br/><br/>“Sarah, reach out. Feel him now. And sit up because we have more work to do, my cum-covered little whore. Our boy has gone soft on us.” I said with mock disappointment. “And we’re not finished here yet. Not by a long shot.”<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://erogifs.net/upload/20141119193827uid.gif)</div><br/>My attention was caught by a moment, then. As the distant ringing of the door shutting came to my ears. But as no one else was in the room, I dismissed that distraction just as quickly. I grinned down at Reese as I then helped his mother to sit up, kneel next to his hips, and I mirrored the position across from her on his other side. Drawing Sarah forward over her son’s body, I kissed her lips tenderly. “Good girl… Now help me get his cock hard again with that pretty, slutty mouth of yours, dear. He needs to learn how to keep up with us.”<br/><br/>Before I joined her on his cock, my hands walked up Reese’s chest and pressed there so I could lean down and kiss him just the same. Before whispering encouragement in his ear. “Use your hands on us. Find those waiting cunts, my darling. This is no time to stop. I want that cock hard again. I need that cock hard again…”<br/><br/>One more encouraging nibble and I settle in on the rug on my stomach, at his side, watching as Sarah engulfs her son’s soft cock once more. Would she be revolted when she knew what she had done? That thought came and left just as quickly. She was perfectly corrupted and sinful. She’d want more. Always more.<br/><br/>“Mmmm… that’s my beautiful whore…” I murmured as I leaned forward, let my tongue slide out, and licked up the side of his balls and cock.<br/><br/>