I could hear his breathing pick up. He wanted me even more. I kissed around his hips slowly, purposefully avoiding his raging dick. I began to kiss ge...ntly up his shaft moving closer to the head. I played with his balls a little in my hands, as I licked his dick. I pushed the hair out of my face open my mouth wide and pushed my head down his dick. My pussy started pulsing for attention to the sound of him gasping as my tender lips moved up and down his dick. My eyes were fixed on him as I looked. Sure, I was strong enough – no one could ever beat me in squats, dead lifts or presses – and I was quick ... but not as quick as many other players and I relied too much on my strength and not enough on technique. I could probably have caught on at some team's practice squad but I knew that was all I'd ever be, so I left.I went to work for a nearby software firm that was less than an hour away from campus as I waited for Leah to graduate. When she did two years later, after we married, we moved. In the meantime Elaine was moving down Denise’s body, using her tongue over the sensitive belly, moving towards the junction of her thighs. But despite the upward jerk of Denise’s hips Elaine bypassed her sensitive slit and instead began to kiss, lick, nip and caress her inner thighs, lifting up one leg, moving behind and playing with the inside and under her knee, then back up. She changed to the other leg and repeated the entire slow, sensuous process, never touching Denise where she now. ”“That’s why you’re wet now.”“That’s dumb, I’ve just been stung by some stupid nettles!”“Run your finger over your pussy. I bet you’re nice and wet.” Leslie slowly reached down and touched herself, her huge grin confirming he was right.“Aren’t you wet?” she asked.“Boys don’t get wet like that, although if they’re near orgasm then some liquid might drip out.”“So when does your thing go down?”“My cock? You can say cock, it’s OK.”“Your cock.”“I suppose when it gets fed up or there’s no chance of.