Since it was in his name already, and the Mustang convertiblewas in Carol Phelp's name, we had decided that he would keep theMercedes and I would keep...the Mustang. Besides, I now found that Ipreferred a convertible.Barbara instructed me to follow her to the bathroom where shedemonstrated how to remove a tampon and insert another. I was soembarrassed my face must have been as red as a fire engine. I was toldto wear a tampon when I got up the next morning to avoid having anembarrassing accident. For example, it was several seconds since Christian had released my left hand, yet I was still playing with him under the table. Slowly, what had been a promising start was becoming fully realised as his erection became fully formed in my hand. I looked down at my hand, still wrapped around the shaft, as though it were someone else’s. Finally managing to loose my eyes – if not my hand – from his prick, I looked Christian in the eye, looking for a hint of motive. His eyes seemed black and dead,. As a result the top girl sprained her ankle and had to be carried off the field. I rushed over to her to see how bad it was. She was in quite a bit of pain so we had the paramedics take a look at her. They pronounced there was no fracture and she should stay off that leg for a few days. They wrapped her ankle with an ace bandage and left her. This left us one short but the other seven did an admirable job while their squad-mate warmed the bench. The girl's mom came out to be with her and do. When the dishes were retired, Sandy stood up and took off all her clothing. I was overwhelmed, and I felt my cock was starting to raise again. Sandy noticed and told me seriously, "I don’t like beggars." "What do you mean?" "That you won’t cum until I say so!" I loved it when she got bossy like that, but I didn’t think she was going to make me cum again so easily. She then ordered me to lay on the floor face up. She stood up and started rubbing my legs again with her feet, going up my abdomen,.