”The coaches finished their conversation, and Coach Fontana decided he needed to get actual answers from his coaches. He got up from his desk and en...ered the main coaches office used by the rest of the men’s coaches. Frank Robinson and Troy Williams the defensive and offensive varsity team captains respectively, were also there. Coach Fontana gave the boys a slight nod when he entered the office.“Okay, fellas. Tell me what happened last night.”It was quite indicative to Big John, when each. A smile came across Damian's face. “Is this what YOU want?” he said, but I caught a hint of mixed meaning in his words. I came to him then, as he reached up and grabbed me by my hips. His touch felt surprisingly warm for someone who was supposed to be undead. He placed me on top of him. His cock was throbbing and my pussy could feel it, only causing me to get wetter. I wanted him so bad I would have begged if he wanted it, but as I looked at him I thought to myself that this must be what he. Those tits bounced all around as they ran around.Sometimes he’d catch one of them on all fours. Others, sitting Indian style, their bikini bottoms clearly displaying the outlines of their pussies. It was driving him absolutely crazy. He had to keep a hand over his swimming trunks to hide whatever state of hardness he was in at the time.The worst was when they would give him random hugs, thanking him for letting Angie have this party. There was no way to hide his arousal then. He thought that at. She was in a trauma, I looked at her fingers, it was glistening. It was still wet from her pussy juices. I then understood why she took long time opening the door.I caught her hand, she was shivering with fear.. I took her fingers and kept it in my mouth. It tasted different, she was shocked. I smiled at her and pulled her close to me. Made her sit on my lap, she was blushing. I kept my hands on her boobs, she made no attempt to resist.She wanted me badly the way I wanted her, but she got up.