I was in a much-coveted position. My hand was inches from her pussy, and I couldn't help but lap up all the beautiful auras of her body!I drew my hand... back and spanked her hard just above her pussy, my hand skimming hard off the top of her ass. Gemma rocked and rolled along with her wails and my penis throbs. Gemma began to sob, and the crowd toasted the downfall of the Queen of the cheerleaders. As they clinked beer bottles and laughed, I returned my hand to her inner thigh. I breathed in hard. "I'll go you one better if you want. I'll give you a shoulder rub." I offered stepping quickly around behind her chair."Oh I couldn't possibly..."I was expecting her protest and made sure that I was in position and had started to work my magic before she could even get the words out. My practiced fingers dug into the knotted muscles squeezing and twisting rhythmic fashion."Ughh," she sighed. "My god you're good at that!" So I've been told," I replied looking down onto the front of her shirt and. “So all prepared for the test,” Mom asked me, and I didn’t reply. There were so many things going on in my mind. I had totally forgotten everything about test. But I did go to college, took my test and got a C. I knew no one was going to yell on me for getting a C, because Mom and Dad knew that I didn’t take any classes on this subject because I was sick. I came home, Mom was watching T.V, and Dad might be in the bedroom doing working on his laptop. I had decided not to think about anything. My mouth and throat filled with cock, and I felt his balls touch my nose. At that moment, I wondered if that was the same cock that was pleasing my wife in the romp I was listening to. If so, I figured out what made her scream like she was. My wife’s pussy was pretty deep, so, she liked big cocks. Mine actually was on the small end of what she liked, but, it had worked well enough.My thoughts were interrupted by the cock owner withdrawing most of his cock, then replacing it, back into my.