"We need to change the subject" I said. "Talking about sex with my girlfriend is getting me really horny" I laughed. " I know what you mean" Sean said... "I can see that by the bulge in your shorts." I wasn't sure how Sean was going to take this, but I threw it out there just the same. "Since I refuse to cheat on my girlfriend when I'm here" I said, "I'll have to take care of it myself." I waited for some kind of response as he just sat there on his bed. Had I crossed the line or was he with me. Her left fist now gripped his cock and her right hand reached between his widespread thighs to grab his balls.That did it. Pushing him over the edge. With a loud, long groan he started ejaculating. Thick rope-like jets spewing from the end of his dig. Giggling excitedly, the woman pumped on the man's cock fast. Harder. Working him through his messy, erupting climax.Gradually his spewing ceased and he open his eyes, lifting his head from the back of the car seat. He looked down at his already. They went out to the garden and spent the next half hour kicking the ball about until the old man tweaked a muscle in his thigh, “Let’s go in for a break” he suggested to give his leg a rest and Ollie helped him limp back inside.“Happens to me too” Ollie said as the old man sat in his chair, “My coach usually massages it for me, shall I do that for you Uncle Rog?” he asked and the old man was more than happy for the lad to help and handed him some muscle cream while he sat back in his chair. Heather just walked straight by her, ignoring her as if she wasn'tthere. Remarkably Daphne didn't say a word. She descended down into thedark dreary dungeons and looked around. It was so dark, depressing andmelancholic. She limped over to the girl's dormitory, her legs frailand shaking. She fell to her knees at the foot of her four poster bedin front of her trunk.She was exhausted. Her eyes were closed shut as she breathed throughher nose, listening to her heartbeat. It suddenly seemed so.