Can you guess, my gentlereaders? Yep, you got it . It was a gay club. We didn’t give Coach a chanceto figure it out and hustled him to the Me...’s room in the back. I picked thetwo biggest guys I could find and hoped their “tools” were big too. “Do you want us Coach? I whispered to him.”“Hmm? do you want all three of us fucking and sucking you till your bod goesinto meltdown?”“Huh, baby. Tell me. I want to hear it. Tell me how much. I was caught off guard by his comment. No one had called me cute before; besides my mom, of course.Andy put his hands on my stomach and ran them up to my boobs. I struggled a bit again as he groped them, trying to pull away.“Hey! What are you doing?” I shouted. He ignored my protest and just kept smiling.After a few unpleasant squeezes of my boobs, he reached down to the base of my shirt and gripped it. My eyes widen as I realized what was coming next.I struggled again, but it did nothing to. She looks as though she wants to melt away into it, and escape the predicament she had gotten herself in. Though he doesn't allow her too much time to think, for her to be stuck all too much in her head, could ruin the chemistry and flow of the raw carnal artistry that they had set out to create together. He reached over and shut off the water in the shower, and then with one heavy thud at a time from his feet, he steps into it with her. She cringes at his close proximity, and as she stands. With that Tamalain spun and stomped towards the spider layer, not making any effort to sneak up on her target. Her Rangers arrogance was her undoing on this occasion. She failed to note the way the webs and the way they were strung up. The Queen had set in her upper webs and seethed as she watched her brood being devastated by this troublesome newcomer. She knew she was not the largest of her kind, but she was smart, and she was very sneaky.As Tamalain walked around the end of the ridge, the.