But what they were really seeing with Lissa and me were two people making love on the racquetball court.Don’t ask me how we ever got to this point. ...omeplace, racquetball became like sex to us. We met each other’s thrusts. We rolled over each other without hesitation—without breaking the rhythm. We went through foreplay, even sneaking a kiss. We built the tempo, reading each other’s wants and needs—knowing where to stimulate our partner for just the right response. We slid against each other. This of course allows me to keep teasing him. I move down lower, grateful the car is big enough for me to fit easily between him and the wheel. I unzip his shorts. He wears nothing underneath, exposing me, now face to face with his cock. He stands tall and hard for me. I lick lightly against the head of his cock with the tip of my tongue. I hear him moan out; he grips the wheel tighter. “Oh Kitten; we've not done this in years. Are you trying to kill me?” “Not entirely,” I say with a slight. More

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