She started pressing my head towards her pussy lips and I felt so hard to breathe. She asked me to show my dick then I turned towards her. She saw it ...nd said yours is so rock hard not like her husband’s dick then she extended her soft hand onto my hardened dick and started stroking it. I was fondling her soft breasts and then licked them.Again I parted her legs and started sucking her pussy lips and trying to enter my tongue into her hole. I kept on sucking her pussy she was also pressing my. My fingers could feel the round contour of her breast, with her hardened nipple pressing against my palm. She laughed quietly as she saw the look on my face and the exhale of my breath.While my hand explored the skin of her breasts, she resumed her grinding, though this time with more force. My fingers rolled her nipples, traced her skin, and a variety of other games that teased each of her breasts in turn. Her moans were no longer whispers, and she was radiating heat from between her legs. . Withdrawing my hand I stood and ripped off my shirt, her eyes were bright and her breathing ragged as I stepped out of my jeans and she smiled as my prick sprang free of my shorts,"Oh God" she breathed and slipped a hand down between her legs, "A real man at last" then she squealed as I pushed her back into the couch and knelt before her, my head dipped and I took a long, slow lick from her clitoris to her anus and back up again, I concentrated on her clitoris then pushing it backwards, to and. " No," Hank interrupted, "you kicked it like nobody's business. We wanted to know if it was just luck." I never tried before," I said honestly."Get on the field," grumbled the coach, "and kick it again." There was a chorus of "Yeah," "Hell yeah," "Kick that sumbitch,"and the like.Again I glanced at Gina, who was by now smiling at my predicament. I shrugged and trotted onto the field."Put the tee on the thirty," ordered the coach. He turned to me and said, "See that? See the uprights?" pointing.