I would have a hard time not getting too loud, feeling him entering me and keep going hard and fast, his hands on my hips so he could control it bette.... My warm tight wet pussy would just swallow him up again and again, covering him in my juices, while i would be begging for more. He would slow down, press himself against me, and every time he pulled back he would almost pull it all the way out, and when he went back in he would make it go as deep as possible, teasing me, keeping me at the. Not only was she a cheerleader, she wouldn’t get her license until April and was happy to fuck Brad in his backseat whenever he liked. Jean could be a bit of an airhead, but Brad didn’t mind. She fucked, sucked and liked to be eaten out. A little random conversation was easily tolerable compared to that.I was practicing with the varsity that week. I was constantly being challenged by the others to do better as my interceptions went down to maybe two if I was lucky. Tuesday, I didn’t get. Just finishing boarding the plane, "So Ron, how did your wife take the short notice of the trip"?" Well I've been putting in alot of extra hours lately, and "!"Let me guess she's feeling neglected lately"."Yes, and I had promised her some special attention tonight"."Well, maybe you should have bought her a vibrator to help her out, after all, we won't be back for at least five days." She'd never even consider doing something like that, she's too modest"!"Well, at least all your efforts are. So she is basically tied to the house and him for the rest of her life. Then she ask if I could come in the house when I got her home. She needed to get me some cash for the trip. When we got there she put her son in the bed room and gave him a snack. She put on the TV and closed the door. Then she ask me if I would mind just giving her a toss in the bed before I left. Its had been nearly three years and I looked like I thrill to her. She said she would make it worth my time. I said I had.