YES! we both said.Once in the cab and sleeper, the tour went well. The sleeper part was oversized and very comfy. I said, as though about to leave, "W... would like to show our appreciation for the tour." I was behind Dee, reached around and opened her shirt revealing pretty, mid-sized breasts.Ken, the driver (our name for him), looked and smiled. I told him it was ok to touch. He said, "Well, how does the lady feel about that?" She answered by taking his hands and placing them on her tits.As he. It stood like a tower of manhood in front of me. I felt myself dampen between my legs. I held his rigid shaft and slowly moved my hand up and down as I turned my eyes to Ryan’s face. His eyes were wide with eagerness and anticipation. “May I kiss it?” I gently asked. His face was full of longing and want as he uttered, “Please, oh please, yes.” Leaning forward, I placed a delicate kiss on the crown of his cock and it twitched. He released a moan when I lolled my tongue around its spongy head.. He'd get home, wolf down whatever I'd made for supper, then plant himself in front of the TV, remote clutched in his hand like a talisman. I heard "GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!" so many times during those first few days I started hearing it in my sleep. Or maybe that was just him shouting it during the 2 A.M. matches.For the first four days it wasn't so bad. I actually liked watching Germany beat Saudi Arabia 8-0. It was heady to yell "Kick it! Kick it!" and watch goalies do feats I'd only seen. All that changed one day when I had to catch a bus to get across town for a very important meeting. When I got to the bus stop, the bus that I needed to get on had already arrive, but there was no sigh of the bus driver. I waited a few minutes before I knocked on the door to see if anyone was on the bus. Well about a minute later, when the doors open there stood this tell fine b*****r that on first sight could make any woman’s juices flow. I stepped on the bus, and when I went to put my fair.