I hear the unbuckling of a belt... the unzipping of pants... i squirm a little more... i feel a smack on my bottom... i hear her say to the man. "Go...ahead." the voice says back. "Really?"she says... "Yes... it's all yours." I hear footsteps behind me... i feel a hand caressing the plastic panties... then... i feel them torn off... i squirm some more... i feel a rubber gloved finger slowly working it's way into my bottom... then another... they're very slippery... then i feel a head of a. "Maybe just this much, what do you think?" Joe was pinching just an inch or so of hair between his first two fingers, holding it up for me to see and then we heard my brother's barking, warning us that a stranger was coming."Who's that now?" Joe asked himself mostly and he glanced towards the open bathroom door.The dogs didn't like strangers and they never had. Our Master hadn't raised them to be overly friendly with people they didn't know and so when strangers would come to the house they. She took my hand and lead me down the stairs. Once down there she pulled out this crappy painting, I tried to show some interest but all I could do was wonder what she would look like naked. Then out of the no where she said that there was something about me that made her want to fuck me. We embraced a passionate kiss and my hands were all over her as were hands all over me. Within seconds I had my pants down, her shirt open, boobs out and her skirt up with her panties down. She was dripping. The final score was 3-1.Everybody went home exhausted. Bill promised to call everyone when he found out what time we would be playing the next day. I hoped it wasn't going to be an early game. I was supposed to referee the first playoff game for the Under-Six boys on Sunday, at ten in the morning, and I really wanted to sleep in a little.By the time I got home and out of the shower, there was a message for me from Coach Bill. Our semi-final game was at eleven, against the Eagles. The.