Bitch and as he was saying that he pick me up and bent me over turn me around and jackhammer that big old cock and my pussy I'm pretty sure if anyone ...lse was out there they heard us I could hear his worker behind him telling him to beat it up there was even certain times where he let his worker get a closer look at him beating my pussy up and before I knew it he was standing in front of me but yet I kept feeling something behind me there was nothing I could really do and of course I wouldn't. Girl watching was his primary reason for attending the ball games. He was constantly on the lookout for a young lady he could meet and possibly take out. It was also why he preferred basketball to football. At the football games, due to the weather, the girls were often too bundled up to offer a good view of their tender young bodies.One Friday night Andy was attending a basketball game between the two top teams in the local league. It was a hard fought game, and students on both sides were. Although this wasn't the ideal position for conversation I did manage to stop the crowd from bumping into her. I bent over to ask her if I could buy her a drink when I got pushed forward by the large crowd. As I went forward my cock pressed against her ass and I could feel a little pressure as she pushed back into me. When I reached forward for my drink she whispered "did you like that?" sensually in my ear while at the same time running her and over the crotch of my jeans. I responded by. His cock twitched a little at the thought even though it didn't have much life left in it. Howard had to admit the idea appealed to him, even though he knew how much Sharon hated the taste of sperm, she would never go for it, "Your stepmother doesn't like doing that," he said."She'll do it," disagreed Billy. He moved around to sit next to his father on his parent's bed, offering up his sticky cock to Sharon, "Won't you Mom you Slut?"Tits hesitated, staring at Billy's cock, her mouth watering at.