Phir maine uski choot ko choos kar gila kar diya, aur bola tumhara sasur to bara hi taraki hai to boli, unho ne meri itni chudai ki hai jitni mere pat... ne b hi nahi ki, ab tum meri chodai karoge iske baad maine bhabi ki dono tange chori karke apne kando per rakh li aur land ko choot ke moh per rakh kar kas kar dhaka mara aur ek hi dhake mai mere land bhabi ki choot mai adha gus gaya bhabi machal utti, bina soche main eek or jhatka mara or pura land ab bhabi ki choot ke ander challa gaya tabhi. Saturday evening, as they did every year, they had a big team dinner. This wasn’t the end of year banquet, that would be the following weekend. This was more of a pep rally of sorts, to psych themselves up for the next day. This was also when, finally, they held the vote for next year’s squad captains. The seniors all sat together and smirked as the rules were clearly explained. Everyone already knew these rules, they were the same every year, but the events of the last couple of months seemed. Whilst driving I couldn't help but stare at her sexy legs and feet in the corner of my eye.She happened to be in one of my classes during the afternoon, and again I couldn't help myself but stare at her legs and feet. I felt my cock growing again, but my shorts were baggy enough to hide it. I kept the vision of her in my head the entire day before school let out.I was sitting in my car waiting for her so I could drive her home. She always took a while, but I sure as hell didn't mind. Again. It was suttle, but there again, I’m a fella and woudn’t recognize a brick wall until I walked into it!, yes her hair WAS different, framing her lovely face like a picture frame, soft, and lifting slightly in the breeze, revealing a long, slender neck. I didn’t say anything, just gulping a making, I hoped, an appropiate manly noise, as I couldn’t speak for the lump in my throat. Clearing my throat I said ‘Super’, and opened the car door for her. Upon assisting her in it was then I realized that.