The next step was to see if I could possibly move my legs up and down to work the pedals. I couldn't. The huge canvas bags hanging from my shoulders w...re in the way.The route manager in his leather bomber jacket passed me on his way to his station wagon. "Hey," he shouted, "you gonna make it anywhere like that?" Sure," I said, forcing a smile. I was far from sure of it myself.After twisting and shuffling the load on my shoulders so that one bag hung over my back and the other two were suspended. “Mind you, Reg appreciates our tits too!”Julian went quiet, and moved off with an apology.“Sorry, things to do...”Freda said to Reg, “Was it something I said, darling?”Reg was looking after the retreating Julian, thoughtful.“Yes and no, my darling Freda. I think Prudence hit it on the head. He has been concentrating on a girl’s looks, and never considers her as a person. His job suits a self-centred man, but being self-centred is not a good starting-point for attracting a girl.”Frances joined. The receivers were standing in their places waving at the audience. The front line had stood and were watching. Six startled but happy defenders rushed past and barreled toward Mike, who grounded the ball before he could get hit."What the hell?" The coach exploded."Call a time-out," I suggested.The coach stared blankly."Coach, we need a time-out," I implored.The coach made a T with his hands, and Mike called for the time-out.I rushed out onto the field as the team circled up."What the fuck do. I didn’t need telling twice. I shoved my finger as far in as my hand would let me and Tina started making the moaning noises again. I could feel the muscles inside her start to contract when she sat upright and said here it comes. She let out a big sigh and her pussy was clamping around my finger like mad. She flopped down and I took my finger out of her now sopping wet pussy. Why is it the first thing you want to do when you’ve got a finger covered in pussy cum is smell it? I lifted my finger.