. I told Oscar that I had no towel with me because I did not come ready for a shower here; whereas the fact was that I was hard as a rock and did not ...ant to show it to Oscar plus, I knew I would not be able to stop drooling seeing him naked ass with me. I told him that I shall go shower upstairs in the shower room of the dormitory for the boys. Oscar quickly placed his arm around my shoulders, wrapping me in his sweaty smelly muscles and told me not to worry because they had a stack of clean. “That night—after the candle light thing, Maurice parents, well—aunt and uncle actually, invite the four of us in the house. The King went on and on, for hours, on how Maurice couldn't stop talking about Mustang football, and his extreme happiness on living his dream—to play American football, and of course—ME.The King told of how Maurice just worshiped me—how if it weren't for me, that he may have never got the opportunity to play. So because of all that—and there was more shit as well, the. .. to exonerate myself?... Its obviously perverse"He leered at her " Oh yes it is Ma'm, you see I want you to bend over the desk pull your skirt up over your nice round arse and hold it open for me while I shove my cock up your tight snobby asshole... Ma'm" And what about your friend?" she asked hard faced."Oh I'll expect he'll want the same too" You disgust me you maggot!" She turned away for ages then looked back."Can I trust you Sergeant?" her voice breaking."Of course you can Ma'm" his hand.
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