The fabric of his basketball shorts settled suggestively into his crotch, revealing a sizeable basket. I already knew what was inside.“I want you to...know something, you fucking faggot,” he sneered. “That session in the kitchen meant nothing to me. It was no different than a handjob. I just used you and then tossed your ass out, like the paper towel I used to wipe off my dick, then tossed in the trash.”I couldn’t help staring at his crotch. The bulge there was growing noticeably as that shortish. With the hand in which she held the cigarette, she reached up — I was over a foot taller than her — and touched my chin again, raising my eyes to meet hers. The smile was gone, replaced by a serious, penetrating, captivating look that simultaneously steadied me and amped up the electricity. With our eyes locked on each others, she took two more deep drags on her cigarette in rapid succession, surrounded me in her exhaled smoke, and then dropped the butt to the ground at her feet, where she. She begged to be fucked and he just slapped her harder and faster.. She came in a few minutes, the first of MANY she would have! He then began to slowly fuck her and slowly give her more and more of his cock until she took it all and came again and it just kept on, 10 and 11 trading off and using her pussy, ass and mouth... Between them she was fucked almost non stop for about an hour, the crowd sometimes cheering approval when she had an extra strong orgasm. About half way through Ann was. He lifted my arms and my breast moved out more. I think he could see my big hard nipple. It was hard to see if he was getting excited with the baggy shorts.When he was done with my arms, he moved down to my feet and started to work on my toes. His strong hands started to work on my soles and then up my calf muscles. I felt really good and thought this would be a fuck session and not a real massage. He worked his way up to my thigh muscles and lifted off the towel. I felt my horniness return now.