Eventually I felt his hand rubbing my hair. And I knew he was awake, but I was so close to sleep I could touch it, and wanted to fall back asleep so b...dly. I felt him move slightly, lifting me up as he slipped out, and then resting me back down against the pillows. And I fell asleep.I woke up, and heard the shower shut off. A few minutes later, Craig came into the room with one of my towels around his waist."Morning sleepyhead," he said, coming over and kissing my on the forehead."Morning," I. I didn’t come at this hour not to get lunch again. But I’ve got a two-thirty, and this time I need to make it.”“OK.” Jason was tidying the area; with Kitik now stronger and almost fully recovered they’d resumed the midday shows, and a small crowd was already trickling in. “Jason!” she called. He walked over. “Jerry, you remember Jason. Babe, do you mind handling the nooner on your own? I’ve got company for lunch.”“Sure, Mag. Pleasure to see you again, Jerry.” Jason reached out to shake hands,. Him with his beautiful big black cock. Me with my mouth, lips, tongue, throat and fingers servicing him, worshipping his cock. Then I picked up my pace. I sucked harder, deeper, licked everywhere, played with his nipples even more, and he stood up straight and tangled his fingers in my hair and started to fuck my mouth in earnest! Both of us were moaning, and were breathing hard, him with the sexual excitement, me with the sexual excitement, but also trying to breath around his beautiful piece. But come on, if the woman is hot enough, we're going to put up with it. Three years later you're married and she won't even let you watch football, let alone watch it with you.But Lainie was different. She was the real deal. The woman drove an absolutely gorgeous Orange 1970 Chevelle SS, with Black racing stripes. She had the car modernized with disc brakes and modern wheels and tires for more control and better traction. Her engine mods had that beast putting out well over 400 HP. It was not a.