"I giggled somewhat at that image, but of course, made damn sure I got her over the finish line. My knees and back never stopped hurting, but I kept g...ing at her like I was going to die if I didn't. I let my tongue dive deeper to feel her labia and licked it again.I got her to moan nonstop and pushed my face to her cherry even more. I teased her, but I reveled in it like a kid on Christmas morning. As I knew the only thing that was standing between me and metaphorically opening my gifts was me. "My penny was closest, so I pickfirst." He pointed "Yully." I'll go with my brother." Jorge told the others. "It'll be good t'beon the same side this week." Bert," Stephan said, "you're pretty fast. You get over here."The chosen boys lined up behind their captains. "In that case..."Jorge thought for a moment. "Emma, you're on my team this week." Me?" Emma answered, not a little surprised. "I didn't think you evenliked my playing ball." I ain't sure how I feel about girls playing," Hector. They were opposites. The man was tall and skinny, and the woman was short and kind of round, but they were dressed exactly the same — like Boy Scouts. Besides the hats, they had on green shirts with epaulettes and more pockets than anyone ever needs, and matching shorts that showed off two sets of wrinkly, sunken knees. They both had binoculars around their necks. The woman’s lips were pressed tight, but the guy’s eyes were wide and glittery.In this situation, my only protection was nerve —. Gazed fixedly straight ahead. Turned the music in my ear buds up. Tried to wait out his attention.But he kept looking. And later when I was sipping my usual Vanilla Protein Smoothie in the Bistro he sprawled boldly into my booth, saying, “Excuse me. I’m sorry to bother you – and I don’t usually do this. But it’s just… you look so much like my wife.”I must have said thank you, because I usually do, even though what I really wanted to say was, that is the lamest line I've ever heard. I can’t.