The coach was waiting by himself at his door and let them in. The coach then sat down and began, "Dave, you say this was mostly your idea but that doe... not excuse John for breaking the rules, too. You have put us in a very bad spot. We discussed three options: suspend both you and John for the rest of the tournament, suspend just you for the rest of the tournament, or allow you both to play the rest of the tournament. I'll be frank with you. We realize that both of you are the main reason we. What do you mean you 'kind of got an invitation?'" We had chicken and corn on the cob both done on the grill and they were both great. And then they brought out this store bought potato salad. I guess I sort of bragged about yours and the next thing I knew I was saying you'd be glad to make some for a chance to relax by the pool and have a good meal you didn't have to cook." You did, huh? Do you know how much work it is to make that stuff?" I know. I'd be glad to help. And Mary would probably. He forced himselfnext to me. He grabbed my left hand underneath the table and guided it tothe front of his pants and made it rub up and down. While continuing to holdmy hand in place, he signalled the cocktail waitress. When she came over, hesaid "Bring me a beer and another of whatever this slut is drinking". I wasso humiliated. After she left, he looked at me and said that he was going tobe letting go of my hand, but I better keep my hand on his dick or I wouldbe very sorry.The waitress. I knew it wouldnt be long until I came all over his fingers. I moaned and wriggled around. Are you gonna cum for me sweetie? Uh huh. Good girl, cum for me baby. His fingers moved faster and faster until I couldnt take anymore. My orgasm hit and I yelled out as my body shook. Oh god, oh god. Im cumming! He kept fingering me as I moaned and came onto his fingers. Once my orgasm subsided he removed his fingers from my pussy and held them up to my lips. I want you to clean off my fingers, taste.