"I was so nervous; it was the only thing I could think of. Drake started laughing."Girl you're part of the team, you don't need an invitation... but i... you need an invitation... I'm inviting you personally"I didn't know what to say. Covered in dirt, mud, and sweat, Drake looked goooodddd. He just looked massive in his football uniform."So... Ill see yeah there," he said smiling."Oh... yeah." And as soon as I said that he took off for the locker room.I called home and asked my mother if it was. I told her I would follow her in my car. Shesaid her place was only a couple of blocks and she had walked so Iopened the door and as I slid behind the steering wheel she got in. Inthe harsh interior lights of my car it was obvious she was definitelychunky and had large flabby thighs encased in black nylon protrudingfrom the hem of her too short skirt. Her top was low cut and her largebreasts straining at the tight material. She reached down and took myhand and placed it on her left breast."I. He sat on the chair, and he put my legs either side of his shoulder and started kissing on my pussy. I was in a different world with his licking. I put a scarf in my mouth and pushing his head as hard as possible inside my pussy.He is such a good pussy eater. He knew where to lick and how to eat pussy. Without any break, he sucked my pussy for more than 5 minutes. He licked just over my pussy lips and covered my pussy. I orgasm more than three times, and he drank all the juice.His tongue was. I let him lead me there, and I did not do anything to resist his hands from circling my small waist. Emboldened, the man smiled again, this time an adorably leery one and he pushed his body against mine. He felt so good: he was already hard, and his muscular body felt so very young compared to John’s. He smelled fresh and clean, like the kind of soap one’s mother used on her child when very young. “You knew I was staring at you, didn’t you,” he said, his palms rubbing against my skin and going.