So he was titillated by her erotic groping, but frustrated that his coming hardness was hindered by that sack. She kept smiling at him, stroking his d...ng, while he kept shifting to try to allow his hardness to fully develop. Alas, t'was not to be.In reply, Josh put his hand on Lori's leg, slowing caressing her stockings as his fingers inched their way upwards beneath her skirt. He encountered her bare flesh just above the stocking tops and, smiling widely at her in return, edged closer to her. Entirely. ‘Shit,’ he said, staring off into the night where his ball had disappeared. He stomped off onto the lawn, searching for the ball, and swearing loudly. ‘Shit! fuck!’ It took a while, but he found the ball under a bush and returned to the court, swiping an open beer bottle on the way. He chugged half of it and set the bottle down on the free throw line. The next shot hit the backboard, deflected at an odd angle, and he had to run to catch it. He fumbled the ball and managed to send it. " Oh, I want everything," Denise said in a very low and very excited voice.She moved on trembling legs toward the group. She didn't make any choice but dropped to her knees in front of a hard, throbbing cock. She closed her fingers around it for a moment, her tongue swirling about the head, lapping at the dripping piss hole.As she closed her lips around the cock and took it deep into her mouth, two other, boys moved to her side, placing her hands on their cocks. Eagerly Denise jerked them and. Fess up now Bobby. Or is it Roberta?"I looked at the floor. Every time, it was the same. My mother had caughtme dressing three times. My sister twice. My father once. Always, therewas a rush of shame for being caught, and another for being weak, andanother for my secret desires. Now, Darcy was returning my coffee maker,and she had walked in on me. The shame was overwhelming."It's ... Becky," I said quietly."Becky! Rebecca! Becca! Beck! Beckster!" she said with a giggle. "I loveit, girlfriend..