Placing her one hand on the butt, she said, “Come, kiss my ass”. I thought that was a rude statement to make. But she told me that she meant it in... the real sense. I had no experience so far, so I hesitated initially. Gathering all my courage I also knelt down gripping her mounds of ass with my strong hands. She screamed pleading me to be gentle, at the same time she was also impressed with my manly strength. Her ass was like hot buns out of the oven. Before I proceeded to kiss it I got. Satisfied that they had completed their objective they stepped from the shower and wrapped in towels went through to the Den where Ian sat in anticipation of his next treat of the evening; the TV broadcast from the State Bowl of the Friday Night College Football game. For Ian it wasn't that he was much of a football fan, no, it was more the presence of the troupes of Cheerleaders that attracted him. For as long as his memory went back it had always been Cheerleaders that captured his. Thursday 6:15pmHaley Johnson's frown radiated from her face as she made her way back to the girls locker room. She had finished her softball practice, gotten showered and changed and headed out to the parking lot to meet up with her teammates to discuss the upcoming weekend's tournament. After nearly 45 minutes of gabbing about everything under the sun, everyone broke off and headed to their cars to leave. Haley reached into her purse only to discover her car keys were nowhere to be found.. Those calls made my day. More than once I’d gone home for lunch to give her another taste. I loved that look on her face, the satisfied, naughty smile, when my cum was fresh in her mouth. Except when I’d seen it tonight, not even recognizing it at first, until I smelled the evidence on her breath. I unlocked the door and got in the car. ‘I don’t have my purse or my coat,’ she said. ‘Go back and get it. I don’t care. Get in the car, or go back. Your choice.’ She opened the door and dropped into.