Making their way back toward the bathrooms and the meat department, she blushed when she saw just how large the salami’s were ... Picking one up, sh... held it out to Patrick. “How do you think this one would ... taste?” she asked, glancing down at his own hidden salami, enjoying her sudden power over the boy.“Er ... I’m sure just fine ... if you, um, don’t need anything else...”.“No, not now ... I do have to, um, use the ladies again, though...” she said, blushing a bit herself as she walked. "If he lasts and hour, well share his cum, and then we will fuck him to sleep. If he doesn't last well tie him up and fuck each other to sleep."After some discussion, they decided to tie me to the bed and proceed with the blow job. Rachel tied my right wrist to the bedpost while rubbing her breast into my face."Suck it." She whisperedThen Sheila tied the left wrist."Me too, whatever you do to one you must do to the other."She pushed her nipple into my mouth and allowed me to suckle hers as. At least she has decent taste in beer, I thought, as I got a Corona out of the refrigerator. It smelled like she was baking chicken but before I could open the oven and look, she returned. "I hope you like chicken. I have this great recipe for tequila lime chicken that I wanted to try. While I get it out, would you get me a beer?"It took several minutes for that to all sink in, much to Kathy's obvious delight. By the time I recovered, I suppose I must have looked rather foolish, the puddle of. Locker three, same routine, locker four, locker five, locker six, locker seven, locker eight, all the same all there. This wasn't so bad, just keep my mind on the task at hand, ignore the jocks and I'd be done before the teams was finished with their study hall. Then I hit Jason's locker, he had everything and an extra jockstrap. The number indicated it belonged to Robert, one of the running backs. Suddenly I was back in fantasy world again. Jason and Robert looked like brothers and hung out.