"Mmmm, feels good, sweetheart, but don't you think it's time for cunt?" Sheree murmured, pushing the big football player away. "Or don't you want my hot pussy? You just know that I want that big, stiff cock of yours soooo bad, right now, lover-boy!"

Sheree could barely contain her laughter. Johnny was coming all unglued right in front of her eyes. He seemed to have lost all control of his hands. First they shot up to his belt and zipper fumbling to free his bulging cock, then he decided to take Sheree's shorts off first, then he elected to leave the tight shorts till last, since he couldn't get them unzipped, and he began clawing at his own stubborn clothing again.

"Aw, poor baby's so hot he can't trot!" Sheree taunted the boy in his confusion. "Here, let Sheree help."

In one smooth motion, Sheree arched her back, lifting her shapely ass off the ground, and unzipped her shorts, shucking both shorts and panties completely off. She lay back and let her knees drop open, spreading her tender pussy wide in the engulfing darkness.

"Right here, lover, my cunt wants you!" Sheree implored Johnny in a husky whisper. She guided his hand to her glistening pink slit.

Johnny came to life as his fingers touched her wet slickness. He gasped with excitement as his middle finger sunk all the way into her and he leaned down once more toward her erect nipples.

"You're too fuckin' much!" the turned on football player growled as he threw himself savagely onto Sheree's heaving tits, licking and sucking and fingering her like a wild man.

Sheree squirmed beneath his renewed attack, getting herself into a comfortable position, savoring the wanton warmth building up in her churning cunt. Johnny was establishing a rhythm, his lips pulling at her stiff, extended nipples in time with his finger thrusting deep into her tight, well-lubed pussy. She caught the timing quickly, eagerly thrusting her mound up to meet him on the downstroke and pulling her aroused clit up the full length of his retreating finger on the upstroke.