But i would lick it first twirling my tongue all around it kissing and sucking gently on your ass cheeks rubbing your clit and fingering your pussy. i...would drizzle some warm edible strawberry lubricant down your ass crack while i work my pinky in slowly watching your legs tremble with excitement as your pussy overflow with juice as i finger both holes feeling them contract and spasm then as you reach back with yourfingers>> to feel how wet you are i lick the juices off your fingers, increasing. For Jim, the first half of the game was unremarkable as he played reasonably well on defense and did pretty well blocking. His punting was fine so it just looked like the team was headed for a defeat, but nothing terrible. It was just at the start of the third quarter, after a rousing half time speech by the coach about toughness and determination, when the offense went onto the field did absolutely nothing. Jim found himself ready to punt once again. As he counted back the yards from the line. . hard!" Steve choked on his swallow of beer, and looked at her with a red face, not quite believing what he had heard. I threw the steaks on with a sizzle, and repeated the order, "one medium, one medium-rare and one... extra hard," I laughed, but was amazed at the aggressiveness Anne was exhibiting. Plus, the bulge in my shorts was showing me I was on board with this. Anne came behind the bar with me to pour yet another drink for Steve. She was giggling and flirting like a high school girl. I. .. ... mostly. I’ve no doubt a 6’3” WNBA star would wipe the court with my sorry ass, but I’d been pretty sure I was a much better basketball player than DJ. And even after we played, I confirmed that I indeed was a better basketball player than her ... but not by that much.I was taller, stronger, could jump higher, and had played a lot of streetball. But DJ was athletic, coordinated, and had the fundamentals drilled into her by the high school team for a couple of years. I’d sorta forgotten.