She then took Lonnie and Jackie in and said this is where you two will be when I need you. I thought Wow April can be a bitch, she was always so nice ...o me. Adam said come on Tim, we gotta get some food cooked. I hurried behind him as we entered the kitchen. The kitchen was well equipped with stainless steel appliances and pots hanging from a rack. He said I need you to cut up some french fries for me while I pat out some hamburgers. Yes sir, and I went to the refrigerator and got some potatoes. I screamed and cried, but I was pinned down, Juan holding my upper body, as his dad held my ass and hips and place, I was helpless. I could feel him having trouble getting it in, but he just kept pushing. I felt like I was being torn in half, his dick felt huge, my butt had never been so stretched. He pushed in deep inside of me, and began fucking my ass with no mercy. I was screaming and crying and he kept going hard, and fast, and deep. My ass was on fire. Juans dad, This is the best. To make it short, I picked up three TD's, and we won the game. In fact, despite the limited play time I got the whole season, I threw more TD's than any of the other 4 ¼ backs. No one even noticed, or made note of it. I continued with that accused asshole attitude with fuck um. I took this team to that championship—yep, I sure the fuck did. Next summer would be a long thinking process, as I decided whether I wanted to continue to play or not.About the 3rd game of playoffs, we played the Tigers. I moved my hand over to where Joanna’s wrist entered her robe. “Allegedly it’s better if someone else does it for you,” I said. “Mind if I help?”Joanna looked at me, her flushed face a kaleidoscope of mixed emotions; fear and embarrassment at having been found out, uncertainty and nervousness at my offer, plus lust and desire. She didn’t speak.I knew I was on slightly dodgy ground but, taking the lack of as refusal as consent, I gently slid my hand underneath Joanna’s robe. If she said ‘no’ or.