Vicky held the phone out from her ear as her girlfriend began yelling so loudly, Dan could almost make out some of what she was saying. “Thanks a lo..., Vicky. Here I am busting my ass shovelling the damn driveway, and you’re out having a great old time getting fucked!”“I’m sorry. I’ll be home soon honey, I promise. I love you.”“Yeah, love you too. Sorry for yelling darling. Guess I’m jealous that you’re getting fucked, and I’m not,” the voice said sadly.“Maybe I should be going home,” Vicky. And he scumbled down on to my body out of exertion.We lay there like that motionless for some full minutes before I took the paper in my hand and crumbled it and dropped it in my bag. The boy came to sense from his initial dizziness and tried to stand up. But I held him back on my lap saying there is no hurry. I held on to him with my left hand wound on to his belly while my right hand still holding on to his limb cock. My hand on his belly could feel his tummy rising up and down under his. He was a youth of no more than 20 but he had a huge cock. It was a good 9 or 10 inches and very thick. The youth started to panic and tried to pull up his trousers. Mrs V told him not to worry and to carry on. We walked towards the youth and stopped about 2 yards from him. Mrs V undid her coat to reveal her tits. The Youth's cock started to twitch. Then Mrs V undid her jeans and pulled them down to reveal her gorgeous pussy and seamed hold ups. Mrs V and the youth were two yards apart and both. (FRIDAY, MORNING.) Everybody had a bag packed as we were all leaving to go to New York as the girls game was at the famed Madison Square Garden on Saturday afternoon. The girls team left early before lunch as they were flying commercial, and would be together until the game is over. I had made an announcement that anyone who had tickets could hitch a ride, but after the plane landed you were on your own. No exceptions. And when you were given your itinerary you were told when the plane was.