She spread her legs as far as the material from the pants would allow. My lips were all over her pussy lips, kissing, tasting, smelling it. Now I kn...w why she went home. It was to prepare herself for this encounter. Michele grabbed the back of my head and the words that escaped from her mouth were inaudible. My head was buried between her legs. I finally got her to pull her leggings off as well as her sneakers. Her legs were rubbery from the orgasms that she had. There were at least. ”Needles to say, it doesn’t matter who won. We’ve been together ever since.So tonight, eight months and a new NFL season, Amy is coming over to catch our local team’s home game, just her and I.Just as I pull the homemade pizza out of the oven I hear the front door open and close; “Hey, Amy; turn on the game, pizza’s just about ready,” I yell out to her.“The pizza smells good, but impossible on the game, damn thing’s blacked out, again.”Amy comes into the kitchen with her bad news but softens it. Jill’s were a pale yet attractive ice blue, but Lucy were jewels, brilliant and hard. Are people attracted to those that remind me of themselves? My own eyes, I am told, are also intense blue. It’s difficult for me to assess myself, but I see myself in that aspect of Lucy.She wore a soft buttoned sweater, making large, shapely breasts obvious. They didn’t jiggle much, suggesting implants -- but they did move.Lucy wasn’t just attractive, but had an overall charisma that captured the audience. I. She screamed as she had the most powerful orgasm of her life, but Dominion was meticulous. He slid his arms under her knees and behind her back and picked her up like she was nothing. Now on his feet and holding her in his arms, he began thrusting into her hard enough to send ripples throughout her body. Every time he slammed into her, she’d have a gushing climax, spraying him with her arousal. Her head was hanging back, her voice slipping free without her even trying to hold it back. She was.