The friendly game ended and me and the lads whooped and cheered at the victory.It was only a kick about, but we take sometimes take it too seriously.I...knew I had potential, but deep down I doubt I’d make it to premier league or anything. The most realistic path for me was uni, get a sports degree and be a coach or personal trainer or something.That is, if I get over my morbid fear of interacting with women.The boys congregated over the side of the field. I joined them and fished out my phone. Before my departure to England.I had been so committed to my studies at home that, apart from dating not much had gone on in my seventeen years. In retrospect sacrificing study time for girls was a nonissue, studies had come so easy for me. Here in the U.K. I was being sexually tempered by two libidinous females. I was being educated in a sophisticated, foreign college, living with an Englishman who was sporting me to the pub and drinking pints a couple of nights a week. And now I was in a. Janet wimpered and tried to stand up but Jerry just held her there a moment then took her by the hips and started slowly easing his cock out of her, almost all the way, then he slowly eased it back in until he was finally against her buttocks. Janet was gasping and moaning softly and started to push back at him as he continued to work his meat in and out of her small form. Janet's hands were grasping the edge of the hot tub and her muscles stood out in her shoulders and arms as she pushed back. I park up outside my fiancée's house and walk down her driveway to the front door. I'm so glad she managed to get the k**s looked after this weekend leaving us some privacy after being apart for 5 days. Before I had left on Sunday evening she had fitted our new 'item' to me, a chrome chastity device that we'd talked about getting for ages. Before she had put it on me for the first time she had made me wank into her hand demanding that I cum big for the last time and to drain my balls for her..