It seemed to really turn her on and get her excited. I actually never touched her other than rubbing her legs like her calves and the inside of her th...ghs. So nervous, I recall even asking her if I could feel her legs that first time. Every time after that she would position herself so I could rub her legs. It's kind of funny the little details you remember from such a long time ago, but I remember on one occasion it seemed that she hadn't shaved her legs in a couple days and can vividly recall. Every withdrawal shows more of my cock coated in her juices as I slowly push it back in. What seems like an eternity, I am finally fully inside Simone, I stop when I am fully in as we kiss again and I try to calm down so I don’t cum too quickly. After a minute I start to slowly rotate my hips, just slowly fucking her pussy. She breaks off the kiss again and looks down to watch as my shaved cock goes around in her tight young pussy, and the feeling of our shaved pubes rubbing against each other.. “Cal, this is a football, also called a pigskin. Toss that one back to me, and then go out about twenty yards. I want to see something.”There were marks on the field, so I jogged out there, then turned around. The man that had come out tossed the ball to me, just over my head. I jumped up a foot and caught it. He made a waving motion, for me to toss it back to him. I had watched him throw it, so I gently tossed it back. He had to bring his hands up quickly to keep from being hit in the middle. It had resumed when she'd rejoined me in this odd disembodied form, and I found myself missing it."Hey, sweetheart, everything OK?" I asked while I was taking my first couple of sips of the surprisingly good coffee; the place sure didn't stint on that." ... I guess," she said.That woke me up the rest of the way fast. "Which means everything's not OK," I observed. "All right, honey, talk to me. Tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours." It isn't!" she burst out. "A pretty head, I.