Tomorrow is the football game, and the team needs you... I lay back. I know what was keeping me awake. It was Coach Riley. His muscles, his abs, his s...orts, his cock-- Where did that come from? "Cum, cum, cum," whispers a voice. I sit up in bed. My hard on cock throbbing. It needs attention, but I have to find out who was up. I had checked all the rooms before masturbating, so it wasn't any of the guys. I guess it's one of the assistants. Coach Riley had went to bed at nine, as soon as we got. "The dark haired slut perched herself up on the side of the tub, leaning back against the steamed mirror and letting her legs fall open to once again reveal her glistening vagina. Lisa got to her knees, turned to me and smiled, her eyes lighting up at the thought of eating another woman's cunt for the first time.As Lisa's head moved forward between Tera's legs and made contact with her clit, the stripper's back arched forward, revelling in the pleasure my wife's mouth was giving her. "Oh yeah,. I thought this might just make the occasion more personal for the both of you.” Walking over to the slave she removes the stock picks up her kit she has left beside him on the floor. Seals up the wound and bandages him. He is then ordered to take his cock to the kitchen and await further instructions. He is further ordered to drink water as much as possible. He waits in the kitchen groin throbbing. Soon he gets a call on the in house phone mistress says he is to cook his cock and. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his member and jerked off on the ride home. When the van reached the prison gate, Officer Cowen greeted Officer Sanchez and noticed his stiff meat. Officer Cowen commented that there must be a bitch waiting in the back to finish off the job, Officer Sanchez agreed. They pulled the van inside the gate and Officer Barrett released Brent and brought him to the cab of the van. Officer Sanchez opened the door and ordered Brent to suck. Brent did as he was told. He.