We drove, Carol giving directions, and drove the several miles to my house. We arrived at her house, a well secluded Victorian mansion, in its own sub...tantial grounds.I parked the car in her drive, and we got out of the car. Carol opened the door, and we went into a vast hall, and she then led me to an equally vast lounge. ‘Do take a seat, help yourself to a good whiskey, and a cigar if you like, I need to change’As you can imagine, my cock was beginning to ache with expectation, and I sat in a. "Your wife….made it clear what all my responsibilities are."Gabrielle continued to massage Harry's shoulders. Her breasts pressed against him."I'm here to help, Mr. Potter," Gabrielle said.She moved around and smiled, running her hands down Harry's front. Her blue eyes looked into his. Her crotch pressed against his."After the week, I've had, I need you to help me all you can," Harry said, his hands wrapping around her slender waist."Oh, believe me, Mr. Potter, I intend to help you all night. Who I willingly began blowing. Massaging James and my fathers rock hard dicks as I did so. James reached down a squeezed my ass hard. Then took it upon him to work a finger into my extremely tight virgin orifice.When James' turn at my experience gaining mouth rolled around he sat back down on the couch. Pulled it down over his monster, and then began thrusting upwards rapidly as my spit and drool soaked his balls. He put my fathers attempt at the most brutal face fucking of all time to shame.. We're rooting for BC and Sam. I'll get off the phone. I'm sure others will call to congratulate you for that TV plug. Bye." Bye, Kyle."Sam played the game of his life. He completed 18 of 25 passes for 279 yards. He threw 4 touchdowns. Boston College trounced the Ducks 31-13. Eddie and I loved every minute of the game. By the end of the game, the announcers were speculating what round Sam would be drafted in the NFL. It sure looked like Sam's dream could come true.Eddie went home for supper. I.