Grandfather was very good and consistently outscored us. By the end of the hour, Pat and I were better, but still nowhere as good as he was. It was wh...le we were playing the last game that the wild idea came to me. It was like a light suddenly turning on."Help me put the general map up on the wall," I told Pat, as I reached for the map that was still on the desk. There were some pins there also, and we soon had the map of the Western part of the Union up on the wall."What are we doing?" Pat. She had been about to say that. Their friend gave Nitya a rueful look. "My fault, at least, probably Vicky's, too." How's that?" the newcomer asked. Her stance had relaxed somewhat, whatever anger there had been leaving. Bobby sighed."We ... well, none of us have had to deal with any of this before." Any of what?" Any of having someone say they liked one of us."The girl blinked. Again, her eyes went to Vicky, who shrugged in agreement."He's right. Nobody has ever asked me out, or Bobby. Kevin. Gemma had touched my cock, and my head went giddy in the sexually charged atmosphere.The sound of dad slowly pounding into Gemma's mother at force was drawing grunts from him and her.Gemma's eyes were dilated, and I could tell she was as turned on as I.She leant in to whisper to me again, "If you fuck like your dad, the girls are in for a good time." "If you fuck like your mum the boys are in for a good time," I countered, causing us both to chuckle into our muffling hands."Oh! Baby, you're. I found the musty smell of his dick-head totally exhilarating and realised that I was becoming completely intoxicated, by Hubert’s funk. All my prissy preconceived notions had flown out of the window and I was turning into a full-fledged funk-bunny. A further thought that crossed my mind was that all the studs I had formally lusted over had completely vanished from my mind. This guy, whom I mentally spurned, was fast becoming a beacon of sensual pleasure in my life.Next, one of the less.