He had been in band, and just as he was in everything else, he had flown under the radar. He was a steady, not spectacular musician, and he doubted he...would play much after high school.He had never tried to play organized sports, but enjoyed playing softball and football with his classmates on the sandlots and grassy fields at the community park down the road from his house. He was athletic enough to hold his own, but again, was never allowed or encouraged to be the star. In football he was. I caressed her nipples through herdress, which had become quite hard by now but she was not responding. Even whenI kissed her lips she did not part them. I then put my hand on her thighsand started caressing them, she kept on saying that I could do what I liked butshe will not respond to me, I felt her cunt hair through her thighs she waslying on my side so it was becoming difficult to have access to her cunt, Ikept on trying by moving my fingers further and further, finally I felt the wetspot,. But now i'm glad i did! which reminds me, i bet she's trying to call me right now. thank god my phone is in my car." dee said she had another confession, "i never tried to call anyone to come over. i wanted to be alone with you." i smiled and after a moment of letting this sink in, i said, "can i say something? i feel very comfortable with you. i mean, you are sexy has hell, and you're good in bed. but you make me feel like myself, i don't feel this with other people. and we just met." dee said. Connie's chest began rising and falling heavily as she moaned, "Fuck me, baby, I need you to fuck me, Please… I just want you to use your dirty slut… please!"Her hips were humping up at him and she couldn't restrain the moans escaping her lips as she craved his hard fucking. Her mind kept visualizing him using her in all manner of degrading and debasing ways. And she knew that she would do anything to please him. Her slutty body was his to command."You're getting hot thinking about my fucking.