He took off his coveralls because they were dirty too and that is when Angie got a good look at him. Those coveralls did not do James justice at all. ...e was indeed a well-built man, his tight t-shirt accentuating his large chest and his well-muscled arms. He wore well-fitting blue jeans as well - not so tight that he couldn't move easily in them, but not so loose that she couldn't see his tight butt and powerful legs. Angie definitely liked what she saw. They went over to the dining room table. Anyone else there will be stunned if they try to come. Just let me know when you have your list together, and if you have a great candidate, I don't see why we can't use a spot for their spouse, after all they're only going to be my concubines in name only."Teresa gave me a very strange expression and changed the subject. "How are you picking the people you're going to pick up and are you going to try to do them as individuals too?" Most will be individual pickup because there's just no way to. Anybody else who was getting laid on road trips was either a Lothario picking up groupies, or a wife-cheating womanizer, or else he was paying for the privilege.Anyway, we were tired. All of us. Shiggie, with his background of year-round conditioning and grueling workout schedules in Japan, was in better physical condition, probably, than anybody. But Shiggie was tired, too. Maybe his weariness came from the emotional trial he'd been experiencing.The players were being kind, now. The locker. Tommy’s prick lurched inside of his mother’s hot cunt. He dove as deep as he could before his floodgates opened and cum boiled out, drenching the back of her dripping cave.Joan tasted fire and felt another burn into her below. Her sons’ flaming cum fueled the inferno raging in her loins. She shuddered and shook from multiple, intense orgasms. Her mind quit reality to absorb the indescribable pleasure searing into it. Joan’s mouth and cunt moved autonomously to drain her sons of their vital.