I turned over onto my stomach side. My pussy was oozing like crazy and began to ache with that old familiar feeling. I needed his cock real bad! I'd s...en it a few times and knew it was bigger than the two I'd had in me, and that thought excited me.Clark poured my suntan lotion into his palms and began to massage it into my upper back. By then my heart was racing almost to the point of pounding, knowing that he was aroused and that I might actually get him to fuck me. I could hear his breathing. As we all basically collapsed out of breath and covered in sweat and warm juices not realising we had been fucking for nearly three hours. Enjoying the afterglow that only such a filthy fuck can bring I excused myself and headed to the bedroom lying down on our massive soft bed only to be joined by John and Steven as Alex had a previous appointment he said his goodbyes and John saw him to the door as he left he asked if we would phone him later that day as he was going to cut his meeting short. The mere fact of a mouth on his manhood was the stimulus for him. Jake's pierced tongue felt incredibly pleasurable to his sensitive cock, especially the head of it."Damn, buddy, that is fucking great!" he groaned in response to the deep-throating he got from his roommate.Jake's mouth was too busy for him to reply, but he seemed pleased to have excited Dennis. The latter grunted his delight in the blowjob, indicating that his cock didn't seem to care about the sex of the person sucking it. He. Paul and Orlie Warren had sponsored, annually since Paul had been the manager, an evening picnic at their home near Bowie. The party was for players and coaches and their families, and attendance was by no means mandatory. However, despite the fact that off days at home were rare during the season, the Warrens' picnic was evidently always well-attended. After all, it catered to the married players' wives and children, and if a player's wife and kid wanted to attend, well, guess what? The player.