Final—47-11. Unprecedented for freshman football.Getting with Parker after the game, we agreed to try and invite all the ¼ backs back to our motel ...oom for a 'get together'. Five out of fifteen showed, so good enough. We ordered some pizza, and just generally talked football, and the playoff games. After a while, one finally asks what we were going to do. “Jock Games” I blurt out without hesitation. “What the fuck is that” ? Asks another. “Just fun stuff, bragging rites, nothing serious”, I. Flo recognised it as one of the titillating costumes from Maid to Pleasure, an upcoming storyline and did her best to hide her amusement as Mary and George fought to recover their composure in Lord Teignmouth’s unexpected presence. Mary’s legs were bare but she could do nothing as she stood with her heaving bosom threatening to escape at any moment. It was undoubtedly the shortest skirt Lord Teignmouth had ever seen and Flo waited until he took his handkerchief and moped at his brow once. That feels real good,” Silver Quail added as she seemed to melt against Tall Elk’s pelvis. “I’m getting hot,” she admitted. “Your pussy is very tight today,” he groaned as the pleasure began spreading throughout his lower body. The heat was becoming intolerable. His cock felt monestrous in her tight little birth canal. Her juices were hot and sticky, making wet sounds as she rocked on his penis. Silver Quail rocked gently in silence. Tall Elk held her rounded thighs in his. "My God," Mike thought, "she's beautiful!" Somehow he had never looked at Amanda as a woman or even as a girl. She had always been Mandy, his cute little sister when she was brought home from the hospital and then the annoying tagalong he was forced to take with him everywhere.The windows were fogging over because of their wet, warm bodies and Mike reached over to turn on the defroster. As the warm air began circulating through the car, it carried the lightly musky and floral scent of Amanda's.