Despite the copious pussy juices he'd massaged into my starfish, penetration wasn't as easy I'd hoped. Luckily, we were in the kitchen. "Master, there...s olive oil in the cupboard above the oven. Maybe..." I didn't need to say anything else. Dean moved quick as a whippet and found the fluid solution to our problem. I watched him return and stand behind me. He began pouring. Thick, golden fluid splattered onto my red hot buttocks and Dean rubbed it liberally over my cheeks. Then he poured a. “Our study group had unusually high SAT scores and a lot of very good CAPs. We don’t noise it about, but most of the Bob White Covey has scores over 7.5, and like Melba told you, she’s got the lowest at 6.9.”“So who heads the Bob White Covey? I’d like to talk to him.” Gunny stated.“Don’t be so sure the clan head is a ‘him’. I’m the only male in my family, and the chickies pretend I’m the leader, but the real force is a sprig of a gal with steel ovaries. Her name’s Eva Mae, and the first time. So fat and swollen from getting fucked.”I then felt a warm, thick fluid hit my butt crack and run down and on my asshole. I knew Jon had dribbled some of his saliva on my ass. I looked over my shoulder, “Don’t… you need some lubricant,” I told him. “Please, Jon… don’t do it without it. It will hurt.” My voice was pleading.“I don’t have any,” Mark said. He was still naked and had moved to sit in the chair in the room. He may not have liked to fuck a girl in her ass, but apparently, he had. The rest of the night was a blur to him and when the poker night was over he had lost all his money, but in the background of his mind he was working on a plan to have Tina. After everyone had left, Billy and Jeff enjoyed one last beer. You know&hellip, You played a good game tonight. Luck is on your side tonight. Jeff grinned, looking at the $80 he won. Yeah, it was a good night. I hate to bring this up, but I am having some trouble paying some bills. I really need to collect on that debt you.