I then looked her in the eyes she said how do you want your tip fuck or suck i replied both ok we can do that as long as you eat me out pretty boy,so ... approched her she remvoved her teddy i was just pulling my cloths off "she said not big but very nice","i said just wait till im finnished with you wont walk straight for a week"."promises promises i hope you can deliver"."lady im gonna fuck you stupid."i grabed her tits and stuck one of those huge nipples in my mouth she sighed thats nice i. Samson from the driver's seat. "You're getting too loud! If you're going to raise this much of a ruckus, then at least pass me one of those bottles!"The girls whoop at the top of their lungs and hand their coach a bottle. Ms. Samson is barely out of college and still thinks of herself as a cheerleader. She still looks like one too, with her long, blonde hair and her trim figure. She's only technically an authority figure. Since becoming the cheer team's manager you've fantasized about her. I decided to wait. “Sometimes it helps … to be with someone you don’t know to let it all out.” When he ventured a look at me, I was staring at him with a new level of curiosity. I waited, wanting him to continue. “I won’t say I understand how you feel. I haven’t lost something through divorce but …” He breathed. His fingers were pressing into the sides of the can making a crinkling sound. “I lost my wife. Lost … isn’t that a peculiar term? They leave, you leave or they’re taken away. She died …. I put the mix and alcohol away and joined Wendy in the bedroom. I undressed, hit the lights and climbed in next to her. Wendy was resting on her back, so I rolled on my side next to her and began caressing her stomach as I kissed her cheek. ‘You sure you don’t want some of this stud!’ I whispered sweetly to her as I moved my hand down across the top of her panties. Her panties were surprisingly moist. I figured it must be from the combination of her excitement early in the evening and all the.