The woman with her birthday nearest the Super Bowl was first to spin the wheel. She would draw a ticket from the hat identifying her partner to perfor...m the sex act according to the wheel. The next closest birthday was next and so on. Eight couples agreed to play. Before the game began, the girls decided to put their uniforms to good use and lead a cheer for the guys. The whole idea generated a great deal of enthusiasm from the men. Watching boobs bouncing was tantalizing, but the kicking. He was seated at his solid mahogany desk, hurriedly scribbling a dedication on the inside cover of a book which he was, no doubt, going to ask me to take back to my mother with his thanks. As I quietly entered the dim room, his hand stopped and he looked up at me. Instead of reproaching me for my audacity, he closed the book and put it aside before relaxing back into his chair. Very well, Liz, the grin on his lips said. You want to play? Let’s play.He had never looked at me in that way before,. " Please what do you want?" she asked."Well for a start, let's go somewhere quiet and have a little chat," I said and I started the car and we drove off.She didn't object but just stared out of the windscreen.I drove for ten minutes before I turned into a deserted forest parking area."There you go," I said lightly, "now tell me all about it."Believe it or not, my main reason for being here with her was for a bit of research, that is until she spoke next."I suppose you want to fuck me as your. This sight hit me right between the legs and I just about came right there in my pants."The sooner you stop looking and start driving, the sooner you get to see it up close and wet," she smiled. "Get in and let's go. I don't want to waste any more cream on a seat when I can have your mouth instead."We drove to her place and went in. The door hadn't even closed yet when she was dragging my cargo shorts and briefs down around my feet. She then squatted in front of me and was staring at my eight.