. that much is clear, honey! Yes, I imagine that there will be a lot of lezzie fun happening now! And yes, I’ll bend over gladly for my son! That’... just ... gonna happen. Period. If Michael wants to fuck me, he gets to fuck me whenever he likes, but the same is now true of Victor. If my son wants to fuck his own mother, I’ll be proud to let him hump me half to death! I’ll be dead in two months’ time, anyway.“What’s the exact deal with you and Oswald here, though? Have you fully ... determined. I was one naked girl in the middle of thirty some football players."Here's the deal," I began, my mouth dry, my cunt anything but. "I'll tell you what I told Freschetti. If you win this game, I'm the trophy. It's that simple." You mean... ," someone said."Let's go, Red team," the referee said, ending the time out."If you're not sure, ask Freschetti. The same offer I made him is good for you. Now get your sorry asses out there and kick butt," I said. "Now! Hands on me! Now! One! Two! Three!"They. Teach me a lesson with your hard cock. Fuck me!” The days of fucking had only encouraged my appetite for raw sex. I moaned as he plowed into my wet pussy. I opened my mouth encouraging the other man’s cock to resume its position at the back of my throat. The two men spit roasted me, timing a thrust into my mouth with a thrust into my pussy. I moaned and gagged with every push of their hips. Across the room, Cassie was riding the coach’s cock reverse cow girl style, her large titts bouncing. “Richard came home in a terribly foul mood. Apparently, he and Candy had a big fight and she quit on him. He had to come back early and we weren’t home yet. So he was out looking for me when you dropped me off. He came back after you’d gone and we got into it. This was the first time he actually hit me, though - normally he just yells, says awful things to me, and calls me names. But this time I guess he was already looking for a fight.”“Well, there’s no excuse for hitting you. Just because.