Then I felt a third set of hands reach up between my legs and start stroking my balls. I thought I was going to cum right then but the voices said, �...Not yet. It isn’t time,” and suddenly the tension in my balls was gone. It was replaced by more of a... longing... I wanted something, but I didn’t know what.The hands knew. They started playing with my asshole... and if felt good... really good. I’m straighter than an iron rod, but for some reason, I wanted those fingers inside me. I was writhing. “Now here’s what’s going to happen baby,” she explained, “I’m going to stick this to the side of the sofa at your ass height so that when you’re on top, impaling me, you’ll be impaling yourself at the same time on the way out... isn’t that lovely?” The blood drained from my face as I looked at the dildo, it was huge. “Yeah, tonight’s plug was only for starters” She explained. I gulped, but the promise of relief so close kept me from running.“Come and try it out then, slave,” she beaconed me,. Nothing could stop my guys. It was 14-0 ten minutes into the game.I gave Dave Mitchell, Taylor Ranck, our flanker, Garrett Houseman, our slot receiver and Gary Harrison advice while they were on the sidelines. The four boys were playing superbly.I talked with the cornerbacks Josh Strickler and Chris Zimmerman along with the safeties Kevin Peachy and Andrew Krause. I gave them tips that I learned playing against good defensive backs in college. It was good to see Chris again. He had been in my. Mark's was new, because now he realized it was no longer going to be an unreachable dream, but in fact a reality.Over the next few weeks, Mark made plans and kept Penny informed as to what he was doing. He had gone to the classiest hotel in the city and booked the best room at the Quay Grand. Then later he had called Carol and they had gone together to find Penny the perfect outfit for the evening. It had taken them several stops, but finally they had found a long black skirt, with a long slit.