Rick couldn’t take it anymore. He practically begged her. ‘Antonella, I desperately need a blowjob right here, right now.’ Antonella licked the...pre-cum off her fingertips and smiled. She grabbed her napkin and purposely dropped it on the floor. ‘Oops. I dropped my napkin,’ Antonella spoke in a very coy tone. ‘I better go down and get it.’ Antonella slipped underneath the table and before the tablecloth fell back down the side of the table, Antonella had shoved Rick’s entire cock in her. "Has he..." I made an apologetic gesture, " ... cheated on you before?" Jim?" Cheryl frowned. "No, I don't think so, but he had girls, a lot of girls before me. I know that." Yeah," I smiled slightly. "He always had a lot of girlfriends." I know," Cheryl pursed her lips. "I've met some of them. By accident, you know?" Really?" I looked a her, not quite understanding."I mean, we'll be in a restaurant or at the mall, and a woman will say hi to him," Cheryl shrugged. "He'll introduce us. You know. “ hey, come on we gotta get down to breakfast” He said. “ Alright let me get dressed dude.” So I got dressed and we headed out. After getting back we had to go straight to a practice, we got back from the practice and had to go eat lunch and hurry back to shower because we had another practice right after. “ Damn dude that food was so good I’m full” said Weston as we walk back into our room, “ ya dude you’ll be lucky if you don’t get sick at practice now.” Then that’s when we realized we spent. ” “My car, my rules.” “Are you?” “That’s for me to know.” Silence, save for the splash of rubber on watery road and the swishing of windscreen wipers. A car overtakes. My fingers squeeze, hold the nylon thigh tighter. Desire grows, throbs; an urge that will not be quenched. Dual carriageway commences. “Stop touching me, I don’t like it.” Hand moves from thigh to steering wheel. Other hand moves from steering wheel to fly, unzipping. Thank goodness for open front boxers. Erection emerges. I can.