Bob and his crew went over the proposal. It was not as complete as the proposal that paladin had submitted.On Wednesday morning everybody from Paladin...was ready to throw in the towel. It was obvious that the oil ministers had a "Favorite Son' that they wanted to give the contract to. Bob felt that no matter what Paladin proposed it wouldn't be good enough. He got up from the table in his room and told the others to go down to the meeting and that he would be there in a little while.Ann hung. It was a very good idea he told me. But only on the condition that he could watch me slap my clit at the same time. I told him I was full of good ideas and that ‘yes that would be an option’. He said he hoped that my cunt was wet. In reply I said it was wetter than he could ever imagine. I wanted him to finger it, just to make sure. He said ‘nah…I’m going to ram a cucumber up it as hard as I can then I’m going to watch you wank as I fuck your face.’ You see…he adores watching me play with my. Thanks George."mI went home and talked it over with Susan."It could help pay of our college loans." She saidThe next day I agreed to coach the team, with the clause I could step out after a year.I didn't realize the team was co-ed. At the major schools the teams are segregated.I talked this over with my wife and we discussed safeguards against malicious allegations."Stay out of the locker rooms and the hotel rooms on the road trips." She saidThings went smooth for the first two weeks and then. I could see a little or the pink flesh peaking out from her bush, as she ran her fingers over her slit. Her other hand was on a boob, rubbing it and pinching the largest nipple I had ever seen! Oh shit! I imagined her nipple in my mouth. It was like a first grader’s eraser. Mrs. Fergusson’s boobs weren’t all that large – like my mom’s are, but she had really big and dark circles around those monster nipples. All I could think of was what a target her boobs were. .