Add a little alcohol and some girls, and you have a real Super Bowl party. I was rooting for the Patriots. I hated Donovan McNabb and Terrell Owens. T...e girls cheered for New England because of Tom Brady. I was on the girls side, and from the scenery around me it was a great side to be on. There was something sexy about a girl wearing a football jersey. Leah and her friends could really pull off that look. Leah had a boyfriend and was fully committed to him. I was sitting beside her best friend. The list also included glass for the door, the seven metallic films required and spray lacquer to isolate the layers from each other electrically. Leia held the door in place while Cameron marked off the locations for hinges and latch. They had decided to disguise the door as much as possible by painting to match the existing colors so that was the next job - paint the door frame before the glass went in.With the door resting on saw horses, Leia placed the glass and glazed it. It only took. She placed her hands on the floor, spread her legs out to either side and lowered herself down until her splayed open cunt rested firmly on the carpet. As soon as she was down she straightened out her back, threw her chest out to display her hardened nipples, rested her hands on the top of her thighs right at the crease of her hips, and smiled a very pleasant and seductive smile at me. Two more 10s! I was impressed even though I had seen her do that on top of me many times. The three girls were. Still looking at Dan I said, “Get some pics of my arsehole before you fuck it out of shape, my husband loves the before, during and after shots,” l laughed.Dan was snapping away as fast as he could when Joe asked me for a coke. Without changing my position I managed to pass him a small coke bottle, he stood up and shoved it up my arsehole. Fucking hell, he just didn’t shove the tip in, but half the bottle was in me.Joe let go of the bottle and it was sticking out of my arse, it wasn’t going to.