I can't rember how the men did, I was there to watch my little cutie.After the team supper I sacked out. About 9 pm a timid knock on the door. I had m... shirt on already as I had hoped she would visit, threw on my pants, and opened the door with out checking the peep hole. It was the coach, he appologised for getting me up. Thank god I got dressed. We talked about schedule changes. I stripped down and went back to bed.Just nicely wrapped up and another quiet knock. This time as I dressed I. ‘Bambi, lube up Eddie’s cock for me. Make sure it is nice and slippery I have a nice tight place where I think he’d really like to put it.’ Rachel did what she was told, still wondering if she was ever gonna get any cum, she used her ample juices to make Eddie’s still hard cock nice and slick. She held it in place as Candace backed up and guided it in as Eddie leaned forward on his knees and pushed his cock in to her ass. Candace gave out a heavy sigh, she was right his tiny cock would never. To be truly effective, you'll need to understand their culture, their thinking, what makes them tick, and to do this, you must know their language. Besides Arabic, you'll also need to learn Farsi."He groaned with dismay, which made his mother laugh."What's for lunch?" he said."Scones. I had bread rising, ready to bake, when you and Flint showed up."He pumped his fist in the air. "Yea!" He loved fried bread dough smothered in butter and mesquite honey. With milk.That she'd brought out the little. ”Tracy went on to explain her plan. They would be heading out about twelve o’clock, and Tracy would return about five. Her sister sat drinking her coffee and giving me the eye. Both of them were in their nightshirts, Rachael wore a white long shirt, buttons down the centre, it came just above her knee’s. Tracy wore a satin number, a sort of plum colour, that did nothing to hide her assets.“ What's in it for me?” asked Rachael. Tracy stood at the sink rinsing out her cup. She turns towards me.