But sports weren’t Bobby’s forte.Academics passed him by at well. He graduated high school, somewhere near the bottom of the class, but he wasn’... dumb. College just wasn’t in his stars. The tuition money wasn’t there, anyways, so that was something left for the other kids born in better circumstances.He had a funny tick in his heart - an extra, quiet but infrequent ‘lub’ added to the ‘lub-dub’ so the Army wouldn’t take him either. After graduation, Bobby just did some odd jobs around town,. As we chatted, Josh pulled her tits up and out of the top of the dress and fondled her DD’s, then encouraged the other guys to play with her too.After a few minutes of groping and fondling our new slut, we decided it was time to take her to the balcony and initiate her as a new cum whore. With eight guys around, we took seats in the center of the balcony. Three guys in the row behind us, and four in the town in front. Josh and I were on either side of her for a few minutes, with one of the. I stopped pondering who it might be and focused on the pussy planted on my mouth for the moment, and enjoying the wonderful suck job that I was getting. Ronnie's pussy was getting very wet, and to change up the moment I slid my tongue up and across her pierced clit, taking the little ring between my lips and pulling gently on it."Ahhh shit ... oh fuck..." she gasped as the extra attention on her clit tipped her over the edge into a huge wet cum. Her juices streamed down into my mouth and. When he was on the basketball court, it was so surreal. He was in control the entire time and seeing him lead our team and the fans cheer for him really caught my attention. I’m not really into sports, but this day, my friend Amy really pushed me to go to support our Eagles. I really wasn’t doing much on that Friday night, so it didn’t really take much convincing.When I was there, I had no idea that night that my whole life would change. The game was a formality. With Darrell on the court, St.