Is it Jessica? She's always staring at you from the sidelines." Jessica was the third most talented cheerleader on the squad. She was way too skinny f...r my tastes."No, coach, it's nobody. Just wanted that trophy real bad." I continued looking down."Ok, hey, listen, sorry if I embarrassed you. Any special plans tonight to celebrate? The team is hitting up Arby's." Actually, my Mom is taking me out to dinner. She's really felt bad about missing so many games. She wanted to be here today, but she. The cost was peanuts for them and they always kept the staff sweet with generous service tips. For them this truly was the garden of eden.Ed took her hand saying, “Mrs Lavender what a nice surprise to see you here; is your husband about to join us?” She out-streched her arm saying, “ Dan just couldn’t make it this time Mr Lewis, sorry.”Ed, taking her hand looked into her brown eyes and a soft grin formed on his lips as he gallantly kissed her outstretched hand. “That’s such a pity Mrs. Her whole body trembling with anticipation at the thought of experiencing her first black cock. When Ed finally stood between her smooth white thighs, Terri saw him looking at her fur-covered pussy. She knew that her pussy was already wet inside and her lips were swollen in anticipation and she could hardly wait to experience Ed's throbbing manhood enter her body for the first time. She focused in on Ed as he placed his left hand on slight bulge of her. When Betty was finished reciting her story, I could tell she was crying. I remembered what Mom said about women using both tears and sex to get what they wanted from a man. I also knew having acquired that knowledge did little to prevent the situation from tugging at my heartstrings, especially when little Angelia wouldn’t stop cooing at me.“Betty, did you bring your CIP card?” I asked.“Yes, it’s required that I carry it wherever I go,” she replied, seemingly confused by my inquiry.“Would you.