He had a very fit body and a full pouch showing in his shorts whenever he was going to play tennis and came back all sweaty giving a full outline view...of his junk. I had seen a glimpse of his cock, over one thigh and then the other, back and forth. Imagining him undressing to get rid of the sweaty clothes; I had started jerking off much harder, sniffing the briefs much deeper, wrapped over my nose. O’ fucking Lord!! I could imagine seeing him standing not far from me and dropping his sports. “No, what you want is to just have some dick in your mouth. What are you even doing here? What the fuck am I, a phase? You having your fun?” “You're an asshole.“ In those three words she took one more step and smacked me so hard my head snapped to the left. “Maybe if you weren't so clueless you would have picked up the hints I've been dropping.” My head still to the left I ask, “What fucking hints?”“Did you even open the box on the kitchen table, asshole?” “What box?” I ask, looking over to the. ”He told me that she knew we were meeting tonight because he had told her during the day that I was coming to his office after cheerleading practice. He told me she called him to find out when she could fuck him again. She also knew that he wanted to fuck me when they had their fuck. I didn’t let her know that I was in the car with him, because I wanted to continue playing with his huge cock, and wanted to keep it going between us.When I answered the phone, I told her I was driving and put her. So I crammed all six inches in, discovering that someone had been there before. Must not have done a good job. But I sure the hell was doing a good job. So good she had to stop eating Grace to just enjoy the hose job. I gave her an even better fuck than Grace, because she had obviously be abused somehow and needed to know that fucking was good and fine. So I began methodically thrusting slowly and deeply, making her cum and cum. And Grace kept playing with her huge tits with the huge nipples,.