Justin had advanced the ball into field goal range, and the coach sent in a third down play to get the ball centered. He executed it brilliantly and managed to advance the ball. It was fourth and two, and the coach sent in the field goal team. Justin called time out, and jogged over to the sidelines.
She could overhear him pleading with the coach, to let him go for it. Coach was having none of it. She yelled to the coach, shouting, “Go for it.” How ironic, she could have been yelling to both her boys to go for it. Back on her toes, she felt the head of her son’s cock very near her entrance each time he pulled back. He must have squatted down a little to get the angle right. Now the head of his cock grazed her clit on each forward thrust.
Justin was the placeholder for the kicker, so when they went back out on the field, she couldn’t tell if the coach had agreed to let him go for it. She struggled to concentrate on the game at the same time she was so close to having Jason inside her. All she had to do was wait for his back stroke and bend forward just enough to catch his cock at her entrance and take him in, a move she was adept at executing. She hesitated, her lust building with each stroke of her son’s cock. It suddenly occurred to her that he couldn’t keep this up without blowing his load. Not wanting a repeat of her husband’s morning performance, she bent forward at the right moment and took him in, filling her wet cunt with his rigid cock. Whoa! That’s one big cock.
She stood and glanced back at him, admiring the expression of wonder on his face. On her toes, she was able to ride Jason’s cock, taking her own pleasure from the pounding he dished out, getting an assist from her own fingers rubbing her hard little clit.
Justin took the snap and placed the ball. The kicker did his job, missing the ball by inches, faking the kick. Justin looked to his right, faked a lateral to his tight end, then cut to the opposite sideline, looking downfield for an open receiver. Time was about to expire when he launched the ball back across the field.
She was crazy with lust, her son’s cock about to serve up the orgasm that her husband failed to deliver. The ball was in the air, on its way to a new school scoring record. The crowd roared with excitement as the ball descended from the heavens, into the waiting hands of Justin’s ace receiver.
Jason erupted inside his mother, spewing his hot cum deep inside her, spurt after spurt of it as he kept pounding his cock into her, reveling in his own pleasure. Shirley exploded with her own orgasm, her uncontrollable shrieking drowned out by the exuberant crowd.
Bang! He pulled his limp cock out of her pussy, oozing with his cum, just as the gun ended the first half. She quickly pulled herself together and got the buffalo costume ready for their performance.
Jason got into position as she zipped up the back and got the buffalo head on. Holy shit! The flap on her long johns was still down, and his face was inches from the crack of her ass. Disappointed that it was too dark to see her ass, he settled for his first whiff of the musky odor of his mom’s pussy, mixed with the familiar smell of his own cum. Instantly hard again, he pondered what to do next when she barked out the first command.