If I was going to be a right winger, I would need to shoot from them that side or break in on net from that direction. The top right corner was still ... good target if the goalie cheated a bit to cover a potential pass, as was the far left post, up off the ice about a foot.After another ten minutes of shooting from the right half boards, I skated towards the net and shot from close in, going around the benches as if they were defencemen. By the time my teammates joined me on the ice, I was. My wife had always been averse to the idea of blowjobs and had shot me down every time I had suggested it. Yet here she was, gagging on Jasmine’s big cock. She had most of it in her mouth and was touching herself as Jasmine held her hair while moving her cock in and out of my wife’s mouth.After a while of this, my wife took off her top and Jasmine sat on the bed. My wife started squeezing Jasmine’s huge cock between her boobs.“Oh yeah, slut show your husband what he never had, what he’s never. It was lucky she didn’t stop; he might have fumbled with them for ages trying to get them on to see who it was. Amy disappeared around the corner into the bathroom and Spike turned back around to face Bob with eyes wide and jaw open. “Bullshit!” he grinned. “What?” Bob laughed at the surprise and amusement on his new friend’s face. “I met her today in town.” “Please tell me she’s here with a friend,” Spike implored with mock seriousness. “Who? Amy? How should I know,” Bob said with a wave of. I looked at my Daddy and he looked real excited. I walked over slowly and stood next to him. He undid the last visible button and then pulled my shirt out of my skirt. He undid the last button and pulled it off my arms. He waved it up in the air as his daughter stood next to him in her bra with her skirt around her waist. Kenny was shuffling again. The boy next to my Dad slid his hand across my butt and my Daddy put his arm around my waist. “Girl, you just stand right there. We have to.