"I know that we can phone from there." All right. I have to call my boss. He'll want to hear about what happened."The lobby phone was one of the new o...es with a vision screen. Pete studied the image of her boss as she told him what had occurred. "... And then Pete walked me here to his hotel." Let me talk to Mr. Riley." Yes, Mr. Marten."Pete answered the probing questions, and finished by showing him the torn halves of the hundreddollar bills. "They looked like typical downandouters to me.". Suddenly I felt Scott push into my butt and I felt so dirty and used. As he was fucking me there, the coach came up to my face turned to one side on the bed and began to rub his cock on my face. It was so disgustingly sticky with his cum and it smeared the nasty goo all over my face. I thought I was going to throw up. Down below I hurt so much feeling my boyfriend push in and out of my butt as hard and fast as he could. As I finally managed to turn my head facing the other way the coach quickly. As soon as she woke up, she was right there, straddling me and giving me the tongue. After she gave me the tongue, I asked her:"Are you horny?"She said:"Well, I do have a Trojan in my hand, what do you think?"Without saying a word, Maggie blindly put the condom on my dick and lowered herself onto it, with a satisfying sigh:"Aahhhhhhhh."Then, I started to pound her pussy into oblivion with my hard thrusts. I was thrusting into her so hard that I actually heard my balls slapping against her. “So you done all that, all this time ? What about the note dawg”? “Ya Matthew, I did that too” I couldn't hold it anymore, and started sobbin now like a baby. “What the fuck Dillon—what you talking about”? Asked Kelso. By this time a small crowd had managed their way back into the bath house. They just stood there, quite and respectful. “Like he says, every Friday, on game day, my uniform had been layed out on my bed. Pants, jersey, and pads layed out like someone laying there on my bed. Helmet.