It wasn't long before she was pushing my face onto her pussy, squeezing her thighs against me, and climaxing. I love the feeling of her pussy undulat...ng while she climaxes, when she was done she let me lick her pussy until it was dripping wet anymore.Steph told me to lie down, and I did. She started to stroke my cock while talking to me, she was telling me how much she has come to really appreciate me being so open with her, in fact she loves me, she doesn't want me to ever put her out of my. I can smell it. Nothing else matters here, except the enjoyment of being sucked, stroked, and fucked. There is no other cause to be here.RAWThen, I see her - rather her four-inch red stilettos pointed straight up in the air. The back of a black curly-haired head hides her pussy from me, but the stiletto owner's face tells the story of what is happening between her legs. Oh my, her face is now hidden from my gaze as a young woman steps up on the couch, straddling her head, smothering her. After we finished the purchase, I was about to start the bike. I had a big bag in one hand and was about give it to her, but I acted as if I lost my balance, and when she came forward to support me, I used my other hand and held her hip for support. For a few seconds, she just stood there as if in a daze unaware of what was happening. She was looking at me dumbstruck; I think my touch had worked a magic on her and triggered all her feelings. In that moment she saw me, I could clearly see all. ESPN had someone with a headset that held up his hands. I think he wanted to time our entrance onto the field, but there was no stopping us. We ran past him and our fans erupted and began to ring their cowbells. We got into a big mosh pit and began to chant ‘Our House’. Our fans joined in and you could hear us even on TV. I’d never seen our team as fired-up as we were in that moment. Coach Hope was right. King couldn’t match our heart.We went out for the coin toss. Jim and Yuri were my.