As she pushed forwards I moved backwards to meet her, forcing the dildo deeper into me. And Im loving you fucking me. I managed to say between gasps. ...he was really hitting her rhythm now, slapping my backside, breathing heavily, sounding like she was close to coming herself, just from her efforts. I want to look at you when I fuck you. Can we do it that way? Of course, let me turn over. She pulled out of me, making a satisfying plop sound. I rolled over onto my back and hooked my hands behind. What went on inside his head about her was romantic, sensual and sometimes downright erotic. In fact he was too frightened to tell her in case it put her off him big time. He panicked a little and his brain raced. He was certain he was blushing slightly. ‘Just that I would like to kiss you and touch you all over’ he said finally. She humphed and went back to a difficult clue in the crossword. A little later they walked out to the sea shore, holding hands and chatting about this and that.. After thirty minutes or so, I walked him back to the end zone and handed him back up to his father, we were about to go back into the locker room. I saw Mr. Timmons and a friend whom I recognized, sitting three rows higher than the Butlers. He waved to me then ran down, both of them thanking me for the tickets, wishing me good luck.As I took off across the field for the South End Zone, I heard my name being called out. I looked up towards the side line seating, and right about at the forty yard. She leaned in close and whispered, "Are we done yet, Sir?" Not quite," I replied in a whisper and continued browsing the isle. "Ah, here we go Suzy, the whips." I announced to the world. Suzy's head snapped up and her color in her face drained. I selected a riding crop with a flap of leather attached to the end."Show me one of your titties, sweetheart."She eased one of her breasts from beneath the halter-top. It was a quick easy movement since Suzanne's tits damn near popped out from the sides.