I pulled away from her, and she signed "finish me," she begged, her eyes looking into mine. "I have a better idea," I told her. I crawled up her body ...nd turned around. My pussy was sat just inches above her face, and my own face was above her pussy. "Oh, 69!" she screamed.I pushed my face into her pussy and started to lick her clit. I played with the hard nub, feeling her tongue slowly enter my entrance. The harder I played with her clit, the harder her tongue would lash at me.I had an idea,. What did she just say? Was she really interested in those young guns down on the field? So I had to ask “All of them baby?”. She took a moment and said with a coy smile in the dashlight “Well, there was one I was really looking at, but a lot of them were just plain hot in their tight football pants, I could see a lot of bulges that were bigger than this (squeezing my cock) and they were not even hard”. “Ok, which one?” I said with a twitch in my balls and grin on my face. Without hesitation she. At least she was a slut, and she was mine without knowing it. At least half of her one night stands I had set up, but enough was enough. I needed her to be mine and to display her as mine. I stripped, making sure my cock was hard, as she stumbled past my door with company tonight. As I peeked out I saw she was with a regular partner of hers, a short, stacked blonde who moaned like a banshee. I knew from experience that the blonde was a good cock sucker. Nicole and Evie were my dream team for. “What got into you Saturday?” Em asked when we finally had a few minutes alone in the car on the way to school Monday. “Francie said you didn’t even make it to her mouth before you were spurting.”“The first time,” I said. “We got all the pieces put together in the right order and Francie got hers, too.”“So? What’s up, brother?”“Mmm. The party Friday night. My girlfriends teased me like you would not believe. I was ready to burst.”“Didn’t the redhead—Rachel?—give you some relief? I’m not a loose.