She lowered herself and as her inflamed bald pussy touched my lips, I started to suck, nibble and lick every bit of her cunt. Her juices were running ...own onto and into my mouth. I found out that I loved every bit of my daughter. Karen now started pumping up and down on my cock faster. Sara was starting to rub her cunt into my mouth. I loved the feeling of these bald pussies running over me and couldn't get enough of it. Each time Sara's clit would pass over my mouth I tried to flick it with my. He said, “Nice.”“You look surprised,” Coach Slaughter said.“I was expecting exercise equipment,” Sean said relaxing a little.Coach Slaughter raised an eyebrow, but said, “So what is this about talking football?”“You need to take Ms. Woodhill as an assistant coach,” Sean said.Coach Slaughter laughed at the suggestion and said, “She knows nothing about the game.”Sean said, “She knows more about it than you.”“How can you possibly say that?” Coach Slaughter asked.“Quite easily. I can even say it. I had a crush on most of my football team back and got very horny at the thought of it. This part will just be the bus ride to Los Vegas (38 hours long). The bus itself was very nice, one of those tour buses with TVs and a whole bunch of stuff. Remember this is a true story! As I got onto the bus, with my bag of clothing and other necessities, I thought “Dang, this is going to be a fun trip.” I walked to the back of the bus and sat down next to Rocko, one of our Wide Receivers.. . Lucille DaVino," she said breathing heavily. "There's no husband to worry about. I'm divorced... four years now." That's good," he replied."You married?" No. Never been married," he told her, and Lucille believed him.Maintaining eye contact with her, Tony slowly moved his hand under the hem of her skirt."I don't believe I've ever met a woman who was as wet as you," he told her."I been thinking about someone like you for almost seven years now," Lucille said in answer."Seven years? I.