It was a loose game with no rules. One of the boys would try a shot or two and then the other boy would try to block it. Then they’d change shooters... All the time they were talking of things that had nothing to do with basketball.A woman in her early forties was walking her small dog, a silky terrier. She walked erectly with her back ramrod straight and head looking directly ahead. The leash was tight from her hand to the collar of the small animal. The dog walked with little legs that moved. She exited, closing the door behind her."Carol! What are you doing here?" John inquired as the unhappy busty brunette stood before him loudly tapping her feet.John couldn't believe anything that was happening this weekend. He hadn't seen Carol, his ex-wife, in three years since she ran off with her girlfriend. Not even a phone call or postcard from her, and yet here she stood."How could you?" she angrily yelled as she tossed a stack of Polaroids across the bed.John's eyes bugged out of his head. "She's notall here today..." She repeated and broke into a breath-stealing laugh,as did most of us in the room. Even Scotti laughed."Well, I wish I coulda been here ta see the damn shenanigans instead o'bein' confined up at the RADAR hut with Randi," Ricky Lynn complainedadamantly."You know it would have been dangerous, chief- plus, seeing him wouldhave influenced your future." Maybe if I'd have seen him this future debacle wouldn't have happenedin the first place, Skipper!" She responded."He. "I can't get enough of hot cum!!!"She giggled and backed me over his face, positioning my ass inches from his mouth as cum dripped out in a steady stream into his moaning mouth, his lips open and tongue extended as he hungrily caught every drop of his spew from my butt."Please, sit on my face, I gotta suck it outta your asshole!" he begged.Beth shrugged and pushed down on my hips, jamming my butt into his mouth where his incredibly long tongue scoured the depths of my freshly fucked ass in.