"As we finish our lunch, (summer salads.) I notice a man staring at me from the next table. As we leave he comes up and says hello to Sarina and I rea...ize he is an old friend that we haven't seen in years. "Where's that husband of yours?" he asks. Sarina smiles saying, "Right here, Josh."His mouth drops open, "No way," he says.Sarina is giggling. "Josie is now my little woman at home, this is what I've turned him into, like it?" All I can do is smile, smile, smile, I know if I say anything I'll. The speech by the coach gets my head back into the game at hand. As the game unfolds it is a tough one against our biggest rival. We are behind at halftime but fight back and are tied with less the 2 minutes to play. I am playing running back and getting pounded at the line. We are driving the ball closer and with less the 30 seconds to go Alex, who is quarterback, fakes a handoff to me and I drift off into the flat. He throws me the ball and I catch it on the run and score. The crowd goes. ” So he gave me directions and a place to meet him. I live in Boca Raton and he lives in Hollywood so he gave me his cell phone number and told me to call him when I got off the Hollywood exit of the turnpike. I headed out for the twenty two mile drive that took me a little over a half an hour and called like he told me to. He told me to go to a Wachovia Bank and go to the back where he’d be in a black Ford Ranger in the back corner. I arrived as instructed and saw the pickup and as I came. “PLEASE!” “Good girl.” I said, finally slipping my cock inside of her. She instantly came hard, squirting enchantress juice spraying out over my abdominal muscles and cock. For ten minutes she bucked and writhed through orgasms without me moving at all, a mere five inches of my fuckstick inside of her. Women again swirled around my thighs, pressing their breasts against my log-like quadriceps, hands reaching out to offer comfort and support to my swollen gonads, cupping stroking and massaging.