I almost dove on top of her and rammed my cock into her inviting pussy.“Uuugggghh!” she moaned. “Fuck me Don. Make me your slut. Fuck me hard...”I ground my pelvis into her, driving my cock in as far as I could.“Damn you feel good, Tracy.”“Stop your talking and fuck me, Don. I haven’t had a cock inside me since my husband dies. You’ve got three years of pussy aches to heal. Get fucking!”I drove my cock in and out of her as hard as I could. She grunted with every stroke. Tracy had quite. “Where did you get this idea from?” I asked. “Last month I was out with a mate and his girlfriend and I watched them. She loved it and I had a wank while I did. I was thinking about doing you like that while I did.” “And they let you watch?” “No, they went into the woods, but I followed and hid in some bushes. Come on Liz let’s do it now, you’ll love having my cock up your arse.” “No, not today, you’d better go now. Paul will be home soon.” That night in bed I finger fucked myself while I. ”I gave her a quick smile and ran back to the dressing room. I found kitty still kneeling and fondling the kitten kit. She looked up as I came in an gave me a big grin that was echoed in her eyes.I smiled at her and put the lube down and picked up the ears. She lifted up her head as I slid them on her. I then went to the collar, but she moved my hand to the tail. I decided she knew what was best for her.Sitting down on the bench, I slapped my knee. She shyly crawled onto my lap.“First. The clock ran down - one minute left, forty five seconds, thirty seconds, twenty seconds. With ten seconds left Freschetti broke left down the sideline and was hammered out of bounds just inside the ten, a hit so hard you could hear it in Topeka.For a second I was afraid he wasn't going to get up, but he did, shaking it off, trotting back to the huddle. It was first and goal, five seconds were left on the clock, and we were out of time outs.I jittered around on the sideline at about the thirty.