“You make a great seat Frank” she said as she wiggled a bit more and with my cock nearly at bursting point my hand rubbing her tummy moving upward... I could feel her nipples getting a little stiff but I held on to her as the chair wasn’t that stable.I heard her moan softly as I tweaked her nipples and could feel them getting harder under my thumb and forefinger and I moved my other hand and rested it on her knee and as I got no resistance I moved it further up and again there was no resistance. Jason Harting was filling my role. Ryan Anderson was in Pete's TE spot. It was a pick ... uh, a crossing play where Jason and Ryan's paths crossed. Hopefully the defensive backs got tangled up with each other and someone came open.I watched as Unionville's defenders, who were prepared for the play, avoided each other and followed their assigned receiver. Jake looked off Jason, checked Ryan and finally looked across the field for his safety valve – my brother Andy. I was impressed. It was a sign. ”“And did you?”“Yes, she licked my cunt while two men with huge erections watched.”“Did the men kiss your big ass?”“Yes, I asked them. They licked it also, while I stood with my legs apart and my hands behind my head. Just as you like me standing when you worship my ass. And Marianne and I tongue kissed at the same time. Exquisite.”“Were they bigger than me?”“They were huge. I did tell them you were nine-inches.”“Did the men orgasm?”“Yes, I gave one of them a hand job and the other a blow job,”. We're competing with their native Slavemasters, who have been training slaves for as long as we have." And not very well, I might add. They break a slave's spirit." Not everyone can make a Draught of Forgetfulness like we can," Rennis commented lightly.Roquan rounded on him. "As I stated before, Rennis, we do not speak of such things..." Fine, we won't speak of it. But know this: the nobility over there knows you. By name. They want your slaves. That will whet their appetite for more. You can't.