I told her my feet, ankles and wrists were hurting. She had me get up on the exam table and listened to me breathe, felt my shoulders, elbows, wrists ...nd fingers to see if they were hot or sore. Then she had me lie back on the table and started feeling my leg joints.When she got up to my hips she slid one hand up into my crotch and had a good feel of my cock while checking me for heat and soreness in my hips. I had a pretty good erection by the time she finished, and there was no doubt that she. I'll go get one and the tools I'll need,” he said after a few minutes. “You know, from what he said at the mall I bet he'd do you,” Donna said. “Give him a blow job?” “Yea, you could do that but I meant he'd probably fuck you,” she answered with a smile. “Aw, come on, Donna,” I whined, “you don't really expect me to ...” “And why not? You expect me to be with another woman as well as another man, and you also would like me to be gang banged. Besides that, you certainly didn't complain when I. " It's me, Les. Open up." Come on in."I opened the door and stuck my head in the room. Both of them were in their cheerleader uniforms, laying on the bed. "I'm going to wash some shorts. I just stopped by to see if you had anything you wanted washed." No thanks. We're going to do a big load together after dinner." OK. By the way. How many girls on the squad did you tell about us?"They looked at each other like they'd been caught. Which, of course, they had."All of them," Les said guiltily."But. "Rick, I think it might be fun for you to meet my 'oh-so-in-trouble' daughter and her loser boyfriend."Peering into the pool house Rick and Elizabeth could see the young couple leaning up against the small kitchen counter, empty bottle of champagne to one side. There was also a pungent odor of pot wafting from the room. Kylie was dressed in a bulky pair of black camouflage sweat pants, heavy black boots and a loose fitting t-shirt cut to the middle of her tummy. She had a messy mane of dark.