"Say Hey! Hello pretty little lady. Want to keep the Studman happy for a little free ride?"Ann had not the slightest idea what this meant. It certainl... did not sound like the English she had been carefully prepped to encounter."Yes, please, may I enter your pod, kind sir?"Billy Junior scratched his head and figured he had one of those slow people on his hands."Ok, little darling, but don't touch nothing. The Studman likes it all nice and neat, you know?Ann swung up and sat delicately on the. I sat on the shower floor, the warm water flowing over us, while I played with Fred’s cock, which was standing over me. Then he released some pee, having it flow over my face. I tasted it. It was fun but not tasty. Fred started masturbating, as always he had trouble reaching an orgasm. He left the shower for a minute and returned with his cellphone. He continued jacking off while he was looking at a picture of some man. Modern times! I was still sitting on the shower floor, cleaning his pee. I draw her head back up to kiss again, woman to woman. It is decidedly better this time. Building slowly, letting her find her way, I whisper encouragements as she explores my neck and nibbles my ear. When she leans back, I draw a finger down her throat and out, tracing the curve of her breast."Shall we move to your..." No. I want you here." Then let's get more comfortable." I stand and unbutton my blouse, then reach under my skirt and draw down my yellow lace panties. Taking them between my. It was a few minutes past five. The Sunday night game was about to begin. Our hometown team was the visiting team. Ray turned to ESPN, and we watched the kickoff, the bet momentarily in the background, but definitely not forgotten.Our coach was definitely a loose cannon. He wasn't anywhere nearly as predictable as most coaches. As long as his teams won, nobody cared. At least nobody but me, because I was looking for a good bet, and I had a couple of things riding on my bet. We had to punt. We.