” He explained. “We should really get a new one.”That made me perk up, “What would happen to this one, if you were able to get a new one?” I...asked, “It would be great for a school to have, they don’t require the speed or accuracy that your players do.”“It has never been considered, we are still in discussion with the athletic director to try and get funding away from the football team to pay for one. Not only that, but we have many more important improvements than a pitching machine to spend. The man appeared to be around the age of his early twenties, and yet, he was purchasing a meal children would eat.Well, Ivy, you lunch on juice and bags of gummies, I silently reminded myself, finding it wrong that I was judging this man when I had it worse than him. As he fumbled to count bills to pay for his order, I pursued to study the man’s aspects. He had sun-touched skin, though he wasn’t too tan, and a virtuous air emitted from him. Almost as if though he radiated justice and wouldn’t. " Get busy," Lena commanded."Lips apart," Barb snapped. "Tongues moving. Let's see some action."The husbands did as they were told, getting their first taste of dick.They licked and sucked uncertainly and, to their dismay, both of themgrew stiff. There were more jokes about how underdeveloped they were,but they weren't allowed to stop. The ordeal went on for a full quarterhour, with endless taunts and jeering. At last Jeb had the inspiredidea to make each of them stick his index finger up. She wanted to feel his cum shoot straight down her throat, and didn't want any distractions. She was determined to give him the best head he had EVER had. After she had paused for the second time, she allowed him to cum, opening her throat so it would go directly down into her stomach. It was the best dessert she could imagine. She bobbed her head swiftly, pulling every drop of his love juice out of him. Once she had it all, she turned. After all, she enjoyed 69 as much as anything as she could.