He was pulled under an underpass next to the railroad tracks just out of town. If my body didn't betray me i'd run to the busy highway above for help....I started to go through all the scenarios that where going to happen. I'd have to divorce him if the police where involved. I'd be so ashamed. I did still love him why was he doing this to me? When he had touched my skin with scissors and started to cut my shorts off it clicked! The conversation the night before! Oh my god i made something in him. "I've got her now," I thought. And now to give her the performance of my life. I rose and started to push her ankles over to really give it to her. "Oh no you don't" she cried and like a cat, flipped out of my ankle hold on her and pushed me to the bed. "Now it's your turn," she exclaimed. I was thinking to myself I was down for a good blow job. Describing her skills as a good blow job is like describing Mount Everest as just a good hill. She latched onto my cock with her mouth and I thought. If they won this game they would be in the semis. The crowds would be back. The local press might even turn up for the semis. The humiliation would be total. She released her grip on the cover and dropped her arm. The umpire's whistle blew once again.Although Jo was distracted somewhat, the set was easily won. Yvette was playing well and they left the court, the knockout stages beckoning. Getting naked. Jo thought she should coach it.Yvette offered to go and get them drinks and some food, the. The flood of sexual sensations made her feel as if she was floating away, driven by the power of clitoral action. Lost in lust, she violently humped his face, grunting as the increased pressure caused by her pelvic thrusts sent her young body over the top to a huge orgasm screaming out loud involuntarily.“Ready for my cock?” he asked with a grin.“Keep doing what you were doing. I liked it.”“Well if you liked that, you’re going to love what comes next,” he exclaimed as he took his huge meat.