"You asshole!" He looks confused and tired, which, I guess makes sense. "Why didn't you tell us this was fo' the fuckin' Olympics?" Oh." He shrugs. "I...didn't want anyone disappointed if I didn't make it."I hit him in the head, "Hey, stupid, did it occur to you that some of us might be totally psyched that you made it this far?" I punch his shoulder "And, shit, dude, you fuckin' blew 'em outta the water."He lifts his eyebrows at me, "Three in one sentence. You must be excited."His teammates are. Once downstairs she had stripped naked as fast as possible, dropped to her knees and started searching for cock to suck. At first she was lying on her back taking them in her mouth, but now she was on her stomach tied up with a huge line of guys fucking her face. She loved the way that the cocks felt sliding down her throat bulging her neck muscles out. She had tried to keep count but she had lost track at 28 and that was probably 10-15 guys ago. She also loved the way that their balls were. They're out back."We went through a gate, past the side of the house and into the back yard. A golden retriever raised her head and thumped her tail a couple of times, then, seeing we looked safe enough, put her head back down. Laurie perked up a bit when she saw the golden but held on a little tighter when everybody walked by her.There was a wall of concrete blocks in the middle of the yard. As we got closer, I could see it was more like a rectangle, three blocks high. I could see that there. Nothing.Every block closer to our destination, my touch lightened and my hand slipped higher.By the time we reached her house, my hand half-hidden under the dress’s seam and my fingers dangling over the warm soft flesh between her legs. It was just us and felt surprisingly comfortable.I paid the driver and followed her in. The kids were with their father that night and as luck would have it, so was the dog, relieving me of my traditional chore.We entered the living room, collapsing together.