Tom wanted to make sure I was okay. I told him I was ‘just sore,’ and we both laughed. We hung up with, ‘I love you,’ and he said, ‘I’ll g...ve you a call Wednesday night—we’re leaving for the west coast Thursday morning for our game against the Trojans Saturday night. I think it’s going to be on TV.’ The next day I was dreading basketball practice—I was so sore from the weekend! After practice, I approached Cathy about Jimmy. ‘Hey Cathy, I know some football player who has a crush on you!’ Cathy. She was desparately trying to get her teeth on the hem of her dress to pull it up over her knees. I then went to the door and she heard me so stopped moving.Although it was late evening, eventually I heard someone walking down the street. I was a little apprehensive, wondering if passersby may see her as in distress. It was a couple out for an evening stroll. They did not stop, but certainly slowed to peer through the darkness to comprehend what they were seeing. Deb's face was buried in her. I can cum just from him suckling on my nipples. I love it.”“Can’t we go back to the house and start playing now” Kelley begged.“It’s only been an hour; besides we need to check out the irrigation ditch coming from the creek to here.”We walked back up the ditch noting a few repairs that needed to be made. When we arrived at the creek Kelley pulled her boots off followed by her jeans and underwear. “Your drying cum is pulling my pussy hair out by the roots. I need to wash off my snatch.”“That. . "Are you... close?" He asks. I guess he didn't notice that mind-shattering orgasm I had before. I can see how pent up he is now, sweating and being more reckless, fucking like an a****l. I only say, "Yes" as my legs hug him and press him closer. He puts his entire body on top of mine, he is so heavy and hot. He bites my neck as his butt and hips still work up and down, plowing me relentlessly. "Then cum, you slut," he whispers in my ear, huffing, and somehow I can tell the way he says has no.