"I couldn't help but laugh with him. His sentiment took a huge weight off my shoulders. "That's why I didn't want to talk about this. Let's just prete...d it never happened like we agreed. Okay?" Just listen to me first," he begged. "What I'm trying to say is, it was nice getting off and not having to deal with some crazy chick before or after. It seemed, to me, at least, that you were having a good time helping me out. That's not your fault, I mean, man, ladies just love sucking this thing for. I then pulled her closer to me and hugged her tightly. I was fondling her back and bottom. She was nervous and started sweating so did I.After a while I slid my hand and grabbed her waist underneath her top. She moaned a bit. She was so close and I was breathing her fragrance into my system.She noticed my pant bulging again, she reached to the tent in my pant and started squeezing it hard. I grabbed her neck and pulled her face closer to me and started kissing her lips. It was so soft and. It feels like we are standing here speechless for a lifetime but it is really only about ten seconds.She breaks the silence by saying, "Nice choice, Mr. Brad. The football coach has a huge cock, but not as big as yours."She reaches out and grabs my half-erect cock. I start to step back but she quickly closes the distance.I know I should tell her to stop but I cannot say anything. She strokes my cock and I am instantly hard again. She wastes no time and drops to her knees.I feel paralyzed in my. Mom and Dad would never forgive me. I tried to think of many excuses in my head within five seconds, but figured the truth might work out better."Not that much, sir." I said quietly."I can smell the liquor on your breath. You don't look 21, ma'am. Do you have registration and ID with you?" he asked.Shit, shit, shit. "Yes, sir. Is it alright if I get it?" He nodded. I turned, opened my car door, and leaned over the seat to open the little compartment on the passenger's side. I looked through.