Still, something told Gregg that figuring out that particular joke just may be important someday."Gregg!!" Sorry, I did it again." Gregg rubbed his ey...s vigorously in an attempt to focus. "Look, apparently I'm just not much of a conversationalist today. I'm sorry. But hey, I'm glad you and Charli are hitting it off. She's a great girl and could use a friend like you." Yeah, she is a great girl. She's been pretty tight-lipped about her past, but from what I can gather, she'd have to be pretty. Fortunately there's enough cock for both of us and I start to rub the tip while she massages the base and his ballsack. He moans and starts to fondle our bare bodies. As if we were one mind in two bodies we part lips, look down and start to unbutton his shirt, making parallel lines of kisses down either side of his neck and down his chest until our lips meet again over his rigid cock. His trousers are unfastened and she tugs them down slightly so she can kiss and lick the base of his shaft and. ..” It’s not that he is doing this to her, it’s that it is highly unexpected. She totally misread the man and his intentions. Well, she figured he was a horny old bastard, but she didn’t expect this.All the old man does is switch to her other breast, tasting it too. His mouth drags back and forth across her chest, dropping little kisses on them, stopping every now and then to suck on her nipples, keeping them nicely erect. And wet. This is important because it seems that he likes to blow on. She had nothing else on. She sat between Stan and Bill and put her hand on their knees. She said, “How’s the game going boys?” They hemmed and hawed as they noticed her outfit and the fact that she had moved her hands up to their mid thighs while sitting back and letting her pussy show as the jersey rode up. “If only there was something I could do to make you guys forget how bad the game is going…” Her hand moved into up further almost touching their crotches. I could tell that she was.