"You must be a good player to make quarterback." Not that good," Jake said with a sigh, "but I was the best one to try out for the team. Even if I was...'t that good I was still the quarterback, and the head cheerleader decided it was her job to date and fuck me. I tried to put her off at first because I wanted to stay loyal to Beth, but she managed to get past my defenses the first night and I did my best to fuck her silly that first night." Considering how good you are with your prick that. He chuckled at my sluttiness but I had much better things on my mind. My lips met my fingers as I stroked him. Tasting my cum, and the cum of my two rapists on him was shamefully exhilarating. That became clear as my enthusiasm grew and he had no issue commenting on it.My hands moved down to the base of his shaft as my hunger grew with each inch that disappeared into my mouth. The trucker’s hands found the back of my head after a few minutes of letting me do as I pleased and I knew my time was. If we don’t do something…’ He watched Uncle Sam walk on stilts, tossing floppy things with peace symbols or eco-symbols on them to swarms of laughing children. Fifty yards away people were cheering a charismatic speaker. A young black man who sounded more like a pastor and spoke in a rhythmic cadence. He breathed deeply, taking in a mixture of sweat, cooked meat, car exhaust, cigarette smoke, city fumes, and under all that a distinct and familiar odor. He looked to his left and smiled. Two. Only few outing were to his business parties where he would get drunk and would be assisted by driver to back home. He had a notion that spending time at home or with wife in outings are an absolute waste of his valuable time. Few times I raised topic of kids but he avoided saying that he had a huge responsibility to shoulder for the company.So was my life going on but a sudden turn was the surprise of my life. It was the month of July 2005. Rainy season and the afternoon especially used to be.