Instead, that all went to Mercedes – twisting, arching, gasping Mercedes. And Stacey could focus on the tight, bumpy feeling of those nipples, rathe... than the feelings radiating from them. She experimented with that novel feeling. Thoroughly.Simon somehow didn’t notice any of the delightful noises Mercedes was making. “Oh, good,” he said. “Did she, uh, take it well?”“You could say that,” Mercedes said through clenched, groan-controlling teeth. “We sort of ... kissed.”“Stacey?” he asked. “Your. "I've got to go and get ready. See you there? Please?"She managed to get a smile out of me as she left which was about as close to to a "yes" answer as there was.Down on the field, a transformation was slowly taking place. First there were chairs were set up, loudspeakers, streamers and big signs followed. Next, the people came. Only a handful at first, then more and more until it was a huge crowd. Every single man, woman, child and dog from the whole county must have been there. In the end I. The cameras that were trained in on this brother and sister in Germany somewhere went from full body shots to close ups of Carrie Pearson’s face and Troy Pearson’s erection as it slithered in and out of Carrie’s lips. Now and then her mouth would come right off and the cameras would deliver a zoomed in shot of Troy’s swollen glans penis ... one massive cock knob dripping with saliva and pre-cum as it appeared giant size on that screen at the Redsands Teen Beauty Pageant.Eventually Carrie’s head. So I waited while she wrapped up, and walked her to her car while we exchanged comments about teams that played that night, future leagues, and things of the like. There were several times in the next few weeks that we ended up being the last two there. I always hung out while she packed up the office. I didn’t mind. It was nice to talk with someone who wasn’t yelling about a call, a fee, or was a screaming three-year old. There was no question that if I was younger or she was a bit older, I.