Soon I reached her mound, and lightly pulled her hair with my lips. Not causing her pain, but feeling her move under me. I slipped between her legs, a...d lightly licked her slit. She gasped and grabbed my head, like I would want to be anywhere else. I slowly licked up and down her wet puffy slit, and then slid my tongue between her lips, licking her opening. I slid my tongue inside her, and Marti moaned, moving her legs onto my shoulders and her heels on my back as she softly called my name.I. “Oh, so you did see me at all those games? I just knew since the first time that I laid eyes on you that I’d have to have you. I can see that you don’t understand how alluring you are, with your blue eyes, blond hair, perky breasts, and fantastic ass, jumping around in those skimpy uniforms. You, Jessica, are the embodiment of my every sexual fantasy. And I will make you mine.”Jessica stared at the man in shock. Was he abducting her to rape her just because she was a cheerleader? She began to. “So did you let him cum in your mouth?” I asked, still pretending I didn’t know anything. C shook her head, but nodded when I said “But you did make him cum? How?”She didn’t say anything but pulled me on top of her and started kissing me as I shoved myself into her. There was a look of anxiety on her face, so I begun to screw her slowly and told her everything was okay. I repeated what I had said to both the lads. “We’re on holiday. You can do. At car shows, the snobbier Corvette owners—with their 400 original miles and stock engines that have been babied in a climate-controlled storage facility for the last forty years—turn up their noses, but we keep moving along. Cars are made for driving, not sitting in a garage as a show piece.My wives are that way, too. We'd rather go out and have fun than worry what other people might say or think about us. None of them are drop-dead gorgeous, but to me, Katie, Leah and Melinda are the most.