I didn't normally get hard easily, but being around these three was certainly affecting me.I pulled on a black T-shirt and a grey hoodie advertising t...e Washington Capitals Hockey Club, before stumbling groggily down the stairs toward the kitchen, with Reece hot in pursuit."Morning Jake." Taylor called out, glancing up from her breakfast."Morning." I replied. "When's practice? You know?" Five." She nodded."Shayla, Taylor, come with me." Reece said, dragging them into the living room.I could. I knew it will hurt Harry more than some stranger, or even a torrid affair with a colleague. But I couldn't help myself. Even as I could feel him stretching my pussy beyond recognition, I needed Marcus inside me. I needed his alpha male aggression, if only as a challenge to my adoring sap of a fiancé. He came twice inside me, then allowed me to rub his hot load all over myself as he jerked a third helping into my mouth.The house stank of sex. I lay on my back, leotard pulled down to expose my. She had put her purse and the thong in the footwell. (I later discovered stubble, less than an inch wide, that was shaved in the form of an arrow pointing to her pussy.) I put the car in gear and exited the parking lot and joined evening traffic.She reached across the center hump and undid my belt and unzipped my fly. My engorged cock popped out of my boxers. She leaned over, grasped its base, put her lips over its head and gave it a little bite.My body jerked and I said, "Ouch, that hurt." I. I don’t remember!”“Okay. Go back to your place in the circle. Deborah, you’re up next.” The girl in the hot pink leotard faced me bouncing on her toes. “Does Mike have a beard and mustache, just a mustache, or is he clean shaven?” She looked daggers at me for a moment and then closed her eyes. While they were still closed, she pointed to her left and a little behind directly at Mike.“A goatee.”“Good job! Mike, get up here.”The class went on with the exercise and a couple other short ones before.