You pull away a little and glance down. "Hello," you say, "nice to finally meet you." Your hands slide from around my waist, one cupping my balls the ...ther gently encircling my hard cock. My eyes close, my head rolls back and I moan. So long, I've waited so long for that touch, and now, beyond my wildest dreams. I pull you towards me again and kiss you, long, slow. You just keep stroking me. "Stop!" I say, "or there will be an accident, and I don't want that." Then," you say, "fuck me, here,. I gathered the three pints of milk that the lady had every day and went to ring the bell to see if everything was ok but she beat me to it and said, “Good morning, milkman.” “Good morning,” I replied, taking a deep breath as the lady was just in a fine negligee which left nothing to the imagination. What was not showing in the flesh was only covered in a very light see-through material and was completely transparent. “I wonder if you have any orange juice on board that I could have?” she asked.. It reminded me of the mood last year when we won the state championship. We had the necessary confidence to go far in the playoffs. Things felt right when Friday arrived.We met the coaches at school after dinner for the bus ride to the other side of the county. The weather was excellent for the 14th of November. The temperature was in the 60's during the day and wasn't expected to drop down past 50 over night. The weather was perfect for a passing team like us.I spoke with Ed while we were. My cock had been hard, now it was throbbing. Thoughts of foreplay were off the table, our frenzy had only grown in its searing intensity. My fingers touched her clit, lightly trimmed in a small vee, with but seemingly soaked as in a honeypot. Her fingers expertly moved over my shaft, my red bulbous head seemingly wanting to explode, like a rocket with my shaft. It was so intense, we had to bond. Oh, we had to bond! I pulled her on top, her hair whipping over my face, its scent searing my soul.