.. After the TV show, the anger just kept building in Pat. By Thursday morning, he had hardly slept at all. He had two classes on Thursday and he hung...around the stadium while football practice was on. With no real plan in mind, he wanted to follow the kicker. He had to park a ways from the stadium, but it looked like some of the players' cars were there, as well. Again, just reacting, he waited in his car.Pat saw the kicker, whose name he remembered was Banner, walking out with a Hispanic guy. I would like for you toput somthing on." Yes?" It's an old Mardi Gras costume. Then you can tell yourself that it's justa disguise." She looked agitated."No problem, Mom." But you don't even know..." Gotta be girl's clothing." How'd you guess that?" You said, I reminded you of someone, when Svenja made me up. Well, onlygirls wear make-up. That was a logical conclusion." Oh. And you don't have a problem with that?"Was this the reason for the feminine clothing? I'd better not tell herthat I dress. Jacky schaute lüstern auf seinen megaharten Ständer, wunderte sich ein bisschen wie er schon wieder so eine Latte bekommen konnte, nahm es aber wohlwollend zur Kenntnis.Sie beugte sich vor und nahm seinen Schwanz in die Hand. Verteilte seinen Saft auf der prallen, roten Eichel bis sie glänzte, näherte sich seinem Gemächt mit dem Mund und nahm ihn in sich auf.Ralf blieb fast die Luft weg, so geil fühlte sich das an. Langsam und ganz tief liess sie seinen Schwanz in ihren Mund gleiten. Schmeckte. I want to see that whole thing vanish up into your snatch."As Brenda got the cucumber ready, Beth sucked on two of her fingers and roughly inserted them into Brenda's pussy. Brenda grimaced as Beth turned and pushed the fingers around. When she was satisfied with her efforts, Beth instructed her mother to "slide that huge fucker up your nasty snatch".We both watched as the cucumber slowly pumped its way deeper and deeper into Brenda's pussy. With lots of heavy breathing and sweat, the cucumber.