He sneered at me, turned around and sat back at the bar. I knew as long as Lance was getting free drinks, he would not leave. Besides, he was too far ...one now to drive anyway. I calmly moved next to him and asked if it would be ok to drive Beth home, that way he could stay. He looked over at her and made a wave of his hand in our direction.“I don’t care if you leave. I can have a better time by myself.” He laughed.“Please be careful on the way home.” Beth pleaded, as he turned his back on us.I. With my right hand, I brought Marie’s panties up to my face and inhaled her musky scent; my cock responded by twitching in my hand. I dropped the panties down over my tip and shucked back the loose foreskin. The brush of the lace surged a tiny tingle through my heavy balls. I sighed and started to stroke slowly, eyes closed. I pictured Marie in my head as I caressed my turgid length with the lace: her wild mass of red curls spilling down her small frame nearly to her waist; her. It actually was a bit amusing to him because they were compensating for their lack of attention in a world that not quite adjusted to punk rocker females with attitudes.Obviously, their boyfriends were in the game on the open field and they shouted filthy words of encouragement to them promising them favors of the kinky sort if they scored a goal. He remembered playing so many years ago and desperately hoping some young girl would take an interest in him because of his playing skills but it was. "OH GOD!" she screamed and I felt her body quiver and her pussy contract around me. The squeezing sensation nearly pushed me to the edge, so I pulled out and watched as she continued to tremble. "There's two," I said and sat down on the ground.She approached and I pulled her to a kneeling position on my lap, facing me. I looked in her eyes and kissed her, more gently this time around. We sat like this, enjoying each others' taste and warmth. After a time our kissing started to escalate again.