Blake had known he had picked the right woman for him the first time they had met but actually being able to see what he thought he knew she was capab...e of was making him so happy. He slid his sodden fingers out of her well pumped hole and motioned for her to bend down. As he whispered in her ear. “Are you ready to be fucked so hard you will think that it will never end? “She gulped a bit and said “yes" He undid his pants and pulled out his semi hard cock. It was 9 inches long and almost as. Lucky for it and for Sharon, all three lights that actually worked briefly indicated its living status, and with a sense of pure relief she pulled open the door and threw herself into the leather confines of her car.She immediately snapped the cabin lights back on and flicked down the vanity mirror."Holy fucking duck shit," she said to herself as she tried to wipe the black sooty mud that she and Phil had landed in off her face.The cream white leather upholstery was not liking the filth, but. I was in a great mood. We had won a game against a school that had five hundred males to our one hundred and sixty. Mr. Oldham told me about the twenty-four points our offense had scored, one touchdown in each quarter. I had to admit that I had not paid much attention to the offensive play because Mr. Sinclair kept us busy explaining what we were doing wrong and the things he wanted us to do when we got back on the field. "It's too bad they can't convert an extra point. Have you considered. I noted that Christine was completely hairless even around her ballsac. Mrs. James turned her attention to my arm and got me to raise myarm so she could get to my armpit she spent a long time there rubbing thesoap into my armpit and it made squelching noises.I had to turn the other way after Mrs. James soaping up my arm andfinished by rubbing the bar of soap under my fingernails. She repeatedthe process on the other side of my body.I asked, "Mrs. James when are you going to remove the hair.