Now. One…two…three. Go! Please! Look at me!! And then, he looked. Turned his head up from the hood of the car and looked. Straight at her, into he... eyes. Into her SOUL. She had to check herself. Had she said that out loud? She was so flustered, she almost didn’t notice him smiling at her. No, not a friendly mechanic smile, but a smirk. A sexy smirk. Okay. Two can play that game. She half smiled at him. He straightened up from bending over the car and started wiping his hands on his work towel,. Then he walked to the P.E. office to start counting."Okay you gorillas, listen up," Parker said loudly. A lot of coaches could call their players gorillas, or apes, or ladies and build esprit-de-corps; Parker just made it sound condescending."I've worked you hard and it shows." Of course. Without Parker, none of us would have thought of working hard."Monday, school starts and we'll have a seven A.M. practice for running drills and conditioning, then an after-school practice in full pads.". Hers sometimes said, "Come and eat me, my cunt is yours."Mine always said, "I love you."Getting out of the bath, I wander into the lounge, still naked, and pour myself a drink. I think about the nights that we'd stay in just to get drunk and enjoy each other. The games we'd play, the delicious little perversions we shared only with each other!The bar stools are covered by the skin of a whale's foreskin, the largest mammal in the world. I sit on one and feel the pleasure I get from knowing this.. "AAH, AHH!" she shrieked, as he pumped into her twice, deep, and hard, his balls slapping against her ass. He kept alternating the speed, and depth of his stroke like this for what, to Ginger, seemed like an eternity, as she moaned, panted, and squealed. It seemed as if every time he pulled out to the tip, he'd pause a little longer, before thrusting back in. Then he pulled it out all together, and she gasped, pulling her head up of the pillow, and staring franticly between her legs. She began.