Myrtle liked them ballgames too but she had a whole different take. She didn’t mind waiting on the boys because she could put on a cute little, with...emphasis on little, outfit and show off her nice titties and trim buns. That always attracted interest from the guys but not her husband who’d seen them for years.She liked the halftime entertainment the best and it weren’t on that little screen. That’s when she’d take the visiting guy, or pick one if there were more, back to the other room in the. I was still kneeling, and I lean forward again. This time wrapping my hand around the bottom of his shaft and wanking his cock up and down. My hand moves like a blur getting faster and faster, my spit working like lube. I lean forward, as If I’m about to suck his head again before making a short detour down. My lips find his ball sac and I deliver a kiss to them before extending my short pink tongue and lapping over them. He had always loved this, and I hear the desired moan escape his lips. I. “Don’t you think you canResist without the interruptions? ”“Of course I can.” Nisha replied sharply. “Oh what the hell, do itYour way.”“Mind you,” Arjun said slowly, “I should get a bit of a head startSeeing as the characters in the story were already turned on by havingBeen playing a sex game, I mean fairs fair, i’ll be starting fromStone cold.”I couldn’t believe the guys gall, not that I could blame him forTrying for every advantage, but he had been the one that had been soAdamant about doing. He was fucking her face hard. With one final motion, he forced her to take him into her throat down to the base of his balls. He could sense her gagging but just held her tightly there not moving until the sensation passed. Her throat was so tight. It gave him much pleasure thinking about causing her the discomfort in her throat. He fucked her so hard that the back of her throat ached much like it does whenever you have strep. He kept thrusting into her, the excitement of the moment.