Shut your pie-hole and listen: Juststay away from the play. Yeah, you've got nothing to offer this teambut a warm body. But keep running around th... field, got it? That wayyou'll fool everybody into thinking you're trying to help. After thegame, get your punk ass back to mommy because you've got no future withany team of mine. Try not to trip over your shoelaces when you runonto the field. That shouldn't be too hard even for you.With tears blurring his eyesight, Blair misjudged the step. It was Wednesday night, and I came awake for some reason. I was about to reach for my watch so I could tell what time it was and suddenly halted. I heard a soft moan from across the room, and froze. I laid back and concentrated, and realized I was hearing something rhythmic. Then another soft moan. All the time movement, like somebody scratching an itch constantly.Then I got it! Just as I heard Cindy sigh, I realized what I was hearing. She was masturbating! I laid there silently for about 5. Then he took one tit, then the other, in his mouth and I gasped as he sucked them and ran his tongue over my nipples. We were building up a steady rhythm wanking each other, both of us moaning as quietly as we could, and he tugged my knickers right off now, sliding a finger up into my soaking wet cunt as he fingered my clit. It felt divine having my tits sucked while he gave me the perfect wank. I love having my clit rubbed and being finger fucked at the same time. Things started to speed up a. She concluded that she had been compelled to leave the house by the video: the skimpy top, short skirt, and thigh-highs she had apparently decided to wear to a coffeeshop to work were a dead giveaway. She had convinced herself that she was feeling claustrophobic and needed a change of scenery, when what she really wanted was to go out, find a guy who wouldn’t be able to resist her flirty pussy, and get fucked. And boy did I get fucked, she recalled pleasurably, feeling a sudden urge to go out.