Just game after game of me wrecking faces with the stupidest class set ever. Recon Pro, Assassin and Sitrep while rocking LMG's. (My real classes in M...3. Every prestige level I try something new to improve my overall game.)So as you can imagine, I look at the clock for the first time after arriving at my house, and to my amusement it read 4:49. I'm 5 beers, a bag of Doritos and 2 hours in stomping every poor k** on XBOX when my cell rings. Fortunately I was in a pre-game lobby so I was able to. Stephie was only the queen of the senior class, after all, not the whole school.My working hypothesis, based on what Coach Torianni had told me, was that it was actually Stephie's father who wanted me thrown out. And I figured that if he had enough clout to get my scholarships withdrawn, and my tryouts cancelled, getting me expelled was probably like swatting a fly. Stephie as queen? No. Dutch as king? Sure.Why did he want me thrown out? It was possible, of course, that Stephie was still the. I proceeded to unbutton her shirt while Lucy started kissing her. Once I got her shirt off I kissed my way from her neck around her boob to her bellybutton and back up. I then enclosed my lips around her nipple and started sucking.Once I noticed her breathing get heavy I stopped. Lucy got the idea and stopped also. She stammered, "Wh-why did you stop?"Lucy said, "It's not going to be that easy."Lucy and I started to strip. Julie caught on and finished taking off her pants and underwear. I. I could feel his cum running outI rolled over and sat on teh edge of the tableJens looked over, grabbed the oil and stroked my hardnessHe positioned behind me, stroking my dick as he kissed my neckI came quickly and my goo shot into the airWe both donned robes and headed to the shower stallsAfter I cleaned myself, Jens guided me to the steam room again.After we entered he made sure no on else was aroundAs I sat down he dropped his towel and his trimmed dick was right next to my faceHe ran his.