"I still can't get over you drinking. Just doesn't seem like you should be old enough. Damn, I'm getting old." Oh, poo. Older — maybe. You're not ol...." Old enough that being single again is depressing." You're a good looking man with a good job. Women will be throwing themselves at you as soon as they know you're available."Ron let out a derisive little laugh. "You're not going to cheer me up that easy." Then I'll just have to try harder. Be right back."Christine shared a few drinks with her. The winner getting to score with the cheerleader! Now let the game begin. Anyone want drinks?”She says as she heads to the kitchen for another round of drinks. Mike looked over at me with a bewildered look on his face. Not exactly sure what to make of what just happened, but by the look of his erection tenting his pants I think he understood. My wife returned with the drinks and we all faced the TV and stood for the National Anthem. She started the game off with a revised cheer,”Two bits, Four. She landed with a soft moan. I grabbed her thighs and pried them open, exposing her thick kitten as it dripped with anticipation. I dropped to my knees and licked my teeth in hunger as she lay there like my helpless victim. Wanting more, but unable to take more. I gave her pussy one slow, long lick up the middle between her walls; she moaned and shook as I reached her clit. I made my way back down the same route I came and she shivered at it. “Ooh shit, don’t do that, I don’t think I can take. Finally he found the right spot and pushed it in. Tom drove into me. At the same time he grabbed my hair with one hand. The other hand grabbed my left boob and clamped down hard. Pain shot thru my whole body as he jerked my head back. Driving deep into me over and over again. It hurt, every time he reentered my cervix, but it also felt so good. So much was going on in my mind, I felt dirty, cheep, humiliated, betrayed, and I was starting to orgasm. I did not want to get pregnant, but I did want.