The first time they sang “Hey Paula” I knew I was in the presence of something special, and if I’d had any doubt Paul Macon’s rendition of the...Who classic “Love Reign O’er Me” would have put it to bed. I didn’t need to hear Paula Akron take Donna Summers’ “I Feel Love” and knock it out of the park, though I’m glad that I did hear it. By the time they sang the impossible “Emotional.jpg” it became almost too much of a good thing. No, I never had any doubt about their talent.It was all the. White blouses loosely tined at our midriff, as usual mine were nearly bursting from the confined of the tight cotton being already a 32DD at 16 years of age. Faiths freckled perky 32B boobs were fine, and Hope’s creamy white 34D’s filled out hers nicely. Our skirts were extremely short barely covering our crotches when we sat down. We wore matching knee-high white socks and running shoes. Naturally no underwear was involved.About 10 minutes into the huge ass test the three of us stopped, winked. The horny young wife made a tight little 'O' with her mouth and felt the animal stabbing his tapering cock into the now very familiar wet warmth between Elizabeth's lips. He gave a soft growl of approval as he stood there, moving hardly at all and letting his human bitch do all the work.Elizabeth was in heaven as she teased the large dog penis in her mouth, washing it with her tongue and swallowing the precum that spilled from the the tip like water from a tap. She had her hands on the dog's. “Fucking Rams cut me!” Taylor cursed.“Are they going to offer you a spot on the practice squad if you clear waivers?” I asked.“They say they are,” Taylor snapped. “Fuck’em. I am out of here. I don’t need to put up with their racist shit.”“Racist?” I said. “Careful my friend. People are watching how you deal with adversity right now. NFL careers are short as is. You need to be building bridges not burning them down.”“Yeah ... yeah, you’re right,” Taylor admitted.“Do you really think race had.