The bleachers were steadily being filled. He watched as the little bus they were following pull into a circle, and the trainers got off their bus. The... Coach Barrett called for the players to follow the trainers to the locker area.The first thing everyone noticed was the bright pink color scheme of the walls, ceiling, and dilapidated lockers – not to mention the vending machine featuring tampons. It was easy to conclude the visitors used the girls’ locker area. Coach Alvarez saw this and raised. ”“So it has a big engine? I bet it’ll squeal the tires too, won’t it?” she grinned as she backed out and took off toward the street.“When we get out of town, stop and take off like you were racing. You’ll have a feel for the shifter by then and I can tell already, you know how to grip that big knob,” I grinned when she shot me a quick look. I think she shot a quick look at my crotch too.I saw her skirt whipping and knew the fresh air vent must be open. I decided to have some fun and see how she. As I play with her nipples she moans, tipping her head backwards. I run one hand up over her neck towards her lush lips. She instinctively takes my index finger into her mouth. Sucking on it. While continuing to suck on my finger she grinds her ass over my cock in the same rhythm. Stopping sucking just long enough to say, "I've wanted to do this since the first time you started house sitting." Upon hearing this, precum rushes out the tip of my cock, nearly soaking though my pants.I remove my. I had nothing but tan thigh highs on underneath. I slid the seat back and put one foot up on the dash. The guy in the SUV got out and walked over. By the time I rolled the window down I was already shooting my load. It had been so long since I had done anything like that I couldn't help it. He said that was hot to watch and hoped to see me again. I got dressed and headed to dinner alone. After I ate I went down to the adult theater again and again it was dead. I jacked off a bit but never came..