She obliged happily, excited to finally be able to perform her most important duty as head cheerleader. Travis was big and thick, so she really had to...stretch to fuck it with her mouth. She'd had bigger, of course, so it wasn't a problem, but she always made sure to make every guy feel as though his was the biggest she'd ever seen. "Wow," she'd tell every one. "It's so big! I didn't know they got this big!" After ten minutes or so going down on him, playing with his balls with one hand and. She’d have laughed aloud had her lips not been wrapped around so much throbbing dick-meat. Her tongue stroked him as she vacuumed, that hard-worked body tightening under her slurp. He was swollen near to bursting and she wondered with a flash of concern whether she was expected to finish the job. Not something she was used to−a girl of class had to have standards. But if that was what Gavin wanted? She might have to prove her mouth’s talent before she could use it as a trap to snare him. So. I took the panties off and got dressed and toll off in my car looking for Rachel (this was around the time cell phones first started coming out but niether Rachel nor myself had one lol) and after driving around for an hour or so went back to the apartment to find Rachel there at the kitchen table, glass of wine in her hand, just looking at me calmly. She told me to sit down and proceeded to tell me that we were through, and that she'd never be able to get the picture of me in some girls. She smiled and said not bad for an old man. In fact you’re a heck of a lot better than those guys at college. Experience I said, beats youth ever time. She smiled and said well what else can you show me old man. I bent her over the couch and took my hard cock and slid it up and down her pussy. She jumped every time my cock head touched her clit. I parted her lips and slid my cock into her pussy. She looked back and said go slow old man, don’t want you to have a heart attack when all your blood.