Pulling over to the side of the road I was wondering what this was going to be like. I was driving through a small little town in the back woods of no...here. I am sure this sheriff or deputy or whoever was pulling me over was probably beaming with a great big smile as he pulled over my Lexus. As I dug out my license and registration I happened to look into the mirror and couldn’t help but smile as I saw this nice shape walking up to my car. I paused and looked. "Jerri's reach up and grabbed Max's head and started a deep French kiss that lasted for several minutes. As they were kissing, Jerri thought she should be feeling guilty about what she was doing, but she didn't. It was easy and pleasurable, like eating a second piece of chocolate cake at a birthday party. Jerri loved this feeling; she felt naughty, sexy, and a little slutty and she wanted more of this sinful chocolate cake that was fucking her."Suck my tits," she commanded. Then she lifted her. We had a gig lined up near our hometown, sponsored by the biggest radio station around and at $4 per head or $7 per couple, our share of ticket sales and at the door promised to be big. Our contract read $500 per member PLUS 25% of the door. We’d just come back from winning a ‘battle of the bands’ in Omaha and our radio sponsors were playing it up big, which only enhanced ticket sales. The Convention Hall had a packed crowd as we looked out from behind the curtains. A lesser known band was. As I look Windy over like a hungry wolf that has not eaten in a week, I see she has long black hair, beautiful green eye, a lovely face, soft and warm. Her body is one to talk about, shoulders back, chest out kind of stance. Tits were above a C cup for sure, flat stomach and much longer legs than mom has. She is still in her cheerleading outfit as they must have come straight from practice or something. So I ask, are you on the cheerleading squad Windy. Mrs. Cater answers with a sharp no,.