We both knew there was little chance of them making the play offs, and I took your lack of enthusiasm for disappointment. Yes, we’re both adults, bu... we’re both big football fans, too. Usually, I can cheer you out of a losing streak. I tried most of my tricks, at least the ones you let me try. I stood behind your chair and rubbed your neck. The tension never went away. Not even when I lifted my shirt and used my breasts to rub your neck. You didn’t really respond at all. So I did my usual. I. My cock was throbbing in my jeans so i eventually gave in and went down on her she was moaning with pleasure though i tried to hold her mouth so not to wake my partner she just couldnt stop i got her over the couch lifted her skirt and ripped of her panties and sunk my throbbing cock deep inside her and started to fuck her tight wet pussy my partner shot up n shouted what the fuck i tried to pull away nothing else i could do or say but to my suprise my partner walked over and started to kiss me. I still had my hands in the air and was up on my tip toes, as I felt him move his hands around my chest and over my breasts.I have man breasts. My younger sister joked once that she wished her breasts were as big and firm as mine. That hurt as much as my wife calling my penis a turtle.So here I was on my tip toes with my hands in the air with this black doctor feeling up my chest, squeezing them and pinching my nipples causing me to flinch. I did my best not to squeal like a little girl in. ‘Oh, yes sweetie’. I slowly rise to my feet and he takes me by the hand and pulls me closer to him lowering his head to kiss my mouth and to share in the taste of newly released passion. ‘Now honey…….now.’ he says as he pauses to remove his shoes followed quickly by the rest of his clothing. We walk towards his sofa, with each holding the other’s hand. He sits down and pulls me to him. ‘Oh nice’, I tell him, as I place a leg on either side of him and lean down to kiss the top of his head. His.