”“Thank you, Paul. Playing for fun is always the best.”“Oh, did I mention that you will also have to put up with a house full of my daughters ...nd home cooking?”“No! So, you and, what was her name? Blossom! You and Blossom had a little girl?”“Um, not exactly. But by the time you get here Blossom will have had her twins. My other two wives will be getting ready to drop triplets and twins to add to our other six daughters.”“Wow.”The response was quiet and almost reverent.“Yeah, wow indeed. It will. You go home for lunch, so shell be expecting to hear the door, right? Right. Okay, this is what well do&hellip, Tom listened and smiled. The next two hours seemed to both drag and fly by as they unloaded the truck. * * * Kitty looked at her watch, bleary-eyed from reading email. She got up from the computer, stretched, and noticed wetness from her clit sliding around nicely between her naked legs. She cupped both breasts through her t-shirt and squeezed her legs together. One hand dropped down. While it did bother me that I was used as a punishment, I was stoked to be starting in Homecoming game. Homecoming finally came and I was more than nervous, I missed an easy interception during the first series in the game as our opponents scored an easy 6 on their opening drive. As our offense stalled out and forced to punt. The Coach jumped down my throat screaming at me to get my head in the game. Out of the corner of my eye I stared at Christie and the rest of the squad shaking their. It was a measure of our open relationship that he wasn't embarrassed, but just lay there staring at me as he masturbated. I watched, letting him know that I wasn't embarrassed either, and then he grabbed a handful of tissues from the box on his bedside table. He raised his hips and gasped, still staring at me as he covered the head of his penis with the tissues, rubbing himself frantically, until he fell back, panting.He tossed the tissues in the wastebasket and kept rubbing his softening.