Then, Lori walked out. Eight eyes widened as they looked at this pretty, almost naked college girl. "Guys, this is Lori. Lori, here's Jerry, Troy, Han... and that's Greg. They've each brought their own beer, would you get us some snacks, please?" and all eight eyes watched her turn around and walk toward the kitchen. "Oh, Dean, forgive me for ever doubting you," said Greg. "Me, too, Dean, you're the luckiest guy in the world, she's gorgeous, and that little nightie, wow," offered Hank. The other. They understood what the coaches wanted from them but, after a full morning of practice, followed by a full day of school, and a good hour into the afternoon practice, the players were beginning to tire and make stupid mistakes. Practice was becoming repetitive.A few of the players who were doing well were beginning to resent those who were not as up-to-speed."Come on, Gary. You've got this, man. Keep your head up, and drive with your feet right through the tackle. Remember to hit right through. Jonny takes me to these once in a while and I always get excited by them.", I whispered. I patted her hand again and held it.The next scene had a perfume saleslady coming to the door. The housewife tried several of them on her arm. Then she couldn't tell them apart, so the salesgirl sprayed some on her shoulder. She began to rub it in and the two of them kissed. I looked at Becky because I felt no reaction to that scene in her hand. She didn't look at me, but left her hand in mine. I turned. Lisa could not stop watching Kev. He was close to cumming. With a muffled shout, he exploded, and Lisa watched his cum spurt out from the end of the tube. Jet after jet of silvery cum drained from the man, and then he slumped in his bonds, the machines still working his genitals. Watching Kev cum was too much for Lisa, and she screamed out, “I’m gonna cum!” Just as she exploded in a fiery orgasm, he reached down to the chain and yanked the clamps off all that the same time. The blood rushed.