I was thinking she was wanting to get condoms. But she stopped and bent over to get some lube. When she bent over she was flashing me right there in ...he middle of the store. She turned and smiled and said I think we may need this today. I said yeah cause we got plenty of time. When we made it to the hotel I went to get some ice and she went on to the room. When I returned to the room she was laying on the bed watching swamp people. As I put the ice away she turned the tv off and said come. I was moving my hips, shaking my ass, and jiggling my boobs. They were enjoying it, and they removed the t-shirt and shorts they were wearing.Both of them had good 6+ inches cock. They were naked and dancing with me. They had a drink and made me also drink some. I was getting high because of the drinks. They got the feeling that I was getting high. So they made me a bit more tipsy.They both went and sat on the bed now and asked me to start a strip show. I started slowly removing my black tank. ”“What do you mean?” I asked, somewhat dumbfounded. “First of all,” Connie stated, as if describing features of a car that she was trying to sell, “did you notice how your wife offered me you rigid cock, simply because I directed her to do so?”“Yes, but” I began to mount an opposing view, yet was then interrupted. Connie, while still riding me like I was some type of equestrian mount, looked at my wife:“Stick your middle finger up your asshole” Connie ordered “… as we watch you.”To my. Jeremy worked with the defensive backs and linebackers to show them how we wanted the practices to run. I worked with the receivers and running backs.Part way through practice Ed, Drew and Seth traded teams with Jake, Jeremy and me. I never did get to sit down during the hour and forty-five minute practice. The whistle my friends gave me last spring came in handy to keep practice moving along.Jason Harting looked good in my wide receiver spot. He should have, he was our number three wide.