I vary speeds and angles but always stroke deep as I batter her cervix and she tries to pull me in even deeper. Her head bounces crazily off the door ...anel as a plow her like an a****l and she begs for more; her moans loud in my ear. I chew on her nipples and kiss her deeply as she squirts all over my cock, my balls, my legs. She gushes like a fountain, as usual, as she cums over and over again. Her pussy grips me like a vise but I just fuck her harder as tears roll down her face, her breath. "These are your officers and for the season. If you ever have a question, either come to me or find one of them. Now if everyone could please get in groups by section, we will be starting practice with introductions and sectionals." I climb down from the podium and head over to a corner of the field where many of the low brass had placed their instruments. As the other band members reached the corner, they circled around me, waiting instruction. I looked around for a moment, taking a mental. Instead, Adam’s crude words produced a surge of something close to pure animal lust within me. Though Will had come close, no-one had ever actually ordered me to suck their cock before; not even Pete or Tony. It was the clearest indication possible that tonight would be different; that a huge barrier was about to be crossed and we were about to experience something new.I looked again at my husband as if needing one final confirmation that all was okay. Pete was simply staring at me, his mouth. “You know me too well! Let’s keep the teasing to a minimum at Red’s house, please.”“I suppose,” she giggled.We walked out to the car and headed for Dawsonville.“Did you see that Bill won the qualifier? He nearly lapped the entire field!”“I only saw that he won in the Tribune. They have terrible racing coverage for the most part. I get Winston Cup Scene but it’s a week behind.”“We get a bit more coverage here!” she grinned. “Plus we got to see the Twins on TV on Thursday.”We arrived at Red’s.