He usually dropped Susan off at the main entrance to the stadium. However, that particular Friday night school busses from the opposing school was blo...king the road up to the main entrance.“You can let me out here. I can walk up to the main entrance. It is not that far,” Susan told her father.“Are you sure? I can drive around to the other side and see if I can get you closer,” her father replied.“This is fine. It is not that far. Just past several parked school busses,” Susan said. Her father. His large balls had been filling up for months and it showed. When Vikki finally squeezed the last of his sticky sperm out of his still hard dick his balls, stomach, chest and Vikki’s hands and thighs were covered in it.Vikki remained kneeling next to her father; she could feel his warm cum running over her thighs, between her legs, dripping onto her calves before pooling onto the bed spread. They were both panting yet neither looked at each other in the eye. The silence seemed to last an age. You want that? my dirt little slave slut?”Her head nodded almost imperceptibly in response. Her unclamped nipple hardening as he took into his mouth and sucked hard on it. The other he began to tug and twist at with the same type of fiendish clamp. He threw himself back in between her spread wide and held fast legs.He lined his cock up with her soft and wet entrance, and then on a loud grunt, drove his shaft into her captive body. Her groans of blissful agony driving him on, forcing him to. The gentleman that Shane brought with him was a handsome devil named Dustin who played baseball with Shane. Like Shane, Dustin was twenty years old and perusing a degree in engineering but was in a different category.A lot of their classes these first couple years would be the same I supposed, so they probably saw quite a bit of each other. As we sat down to dinner, I noticed that Dustin would let his stare linger upon me and it wasn't going without my notice. I usually don't let myself believe.