Majortrophies had proved elusive for many years. The game was being dominatedby the financial clout of the teams from Manchester and London. It didn't...elp with the national media practically "sponsoring" them."Ok, I know she didn't ask, but as our girls are going to be bridesmaids,you don't wish to be a pageboy?" asked John, changing the subject."Aren't I a bit old for that?" he replied."So that's a no. Don't worry, just asking," said John."What will the dresses look like?" asked Emma."Usually. Your cheek bulges as the huge organ is forced into your mouth. Hands grab at your tits, men commenting on them as they squeeze, maul and claw, pinching your nipples. “Shove that cock right the way down her throat!” someone shouts.Your head is held between forceful hands. The big cock forces itself deeper, mercilessly until you gag on it. As you cough and splutter and drool, hands keep molesting your tits. Your face is slapped again by heavy cock meat. “Want more, do you, fucking knob gobbling. "Why thank you, so what do you have planned?" she asked the trio."Oh, we're going to help the little girls learn how to twirl batons,too," Meredith said."Well, that should be fun," Amanda said."So Nick, are you just going to watch?" asked Anna Baker, Meredith's mom."Oh, we're going to show Nickie how to twirl, too," Sara said.He nodded, still being a little shy."Poor boys, if they are the only ones at a party like this, they sort ofget roped into those things," said Julia Lewis, Sara's. He put his hands on the cheeks and started to fuck her face, swearing at her calling her his white whore and was going to cum down her throat. Angie took all he had and wiped her lips savouring the drops of spunk just loving it. She then knelt on the bed, Jez got behind her, pulled her thong down , kissing her pussy and rosebud , stuffed 2 then 3 then 4 fingers into her pussy and wanked her off , wow the friction on her g spot made her orgasm and collapse on the bed panting and almost crying.