She froze on seeing me and I couldn’t believe my eyes and stood gaping at her. She was wearing a grey tee-shirt and lime green combat trousers. When...I say wearing her trousers that wasn’t exactly true. They were down around her ankles. A quick scan around the small room told me she must have been trying on those new sexy skirts lying on top of the Ann Summers bag. She had a hand inside a smaller Ann Summers bag holding a long rectangular box and her fingers on her other hand holding a partly. She came back in and handed me a beer and stretched, arms above her head, and looked so sexy, I dived off and the sofa and buried my face in her pussy, licking and sucking on her clit, she rode my face and pushed me onto the floor, her breathing got short, panting and moaning, she was ignoring everything just concentrating on coming, one hand on the back of my head, she pulled me as tight as she could onto her pussy as she pushed down hard. She rode my face until she came with a cry and. But I wanted to say I respect you."Huh?"You're a great football player. Maybe even better than me, since you play almost everywhere."That had to hurt."And I realized that Robbie was right. You were trying to get me mad Friday night, to get me to play better. I realized that even if you'd thought those things, you wouldn't have said them, especially not there."Yeah. I did all the work, and he got the trophy for game MVP."I know you're good. And Robbie too. And that made me work harder to stay. They were stoned and one guy had his fingers in her pussy and she was giggling. When Richard walked in with me she told me she was glad I was there because she wasn't sure if she could take care of all three. Richard started kissing me and he unzipped his pants and asked if I ever had cock in me. I thought I would tell him no but I told him the truth that I had been fucked many times. That seemed to make him real hot and he told me to pull his cock out of his pants. WOW! It was the biggest I.