He groaned appreciatively ‘You don’t know how bad I’ve wanted this son’. As I deep throated his perfect man meat, Rob began fingering my broth...r, slowly working in one finger. Then two. Then three! Randy was stood over his mouth, letting Jack lick his balls while stroking his throbbing cock. Rob then lent over to suck on Randy’s cock while he slipped his own into Jack’s now wet and waiting hole. Jack sighed in ecstasy as Rob began to slowly ease his 8 incher into him. The sight turned my dad on. Thank God I thought. “Don’t be afraid, honey. I won’t bite. Well, at least not that hard.” Her voice sounded a bit different. I figured it was a combination of the noise and the drinks that made me think that. She led me to the stage and seated me on a chair that she had turned sideways to the crowd. She placed her hands on my face and gave me a little kiss. “You will do just fine.” She began to unbutton my shirt and the guys in the room went wild once again. Her hands moved to my pants as she. Len felt sexually intoxicated. And although he could not have walked a straight line, his cock could have pointed to one. An overloaded Len now feared he would fall short on performance. He expressed his angst by saying "I'm outnumbered two-to-one, my dick is down and my head is spinning." “We need to help you relax,” Red kneeled beside him and her hands encompassed Len’s cock and balls. Emily added, “I think I can help with that,” her short legs straddled Len, her thick lips met his and Red. Look, if you plead innocent and lose, which you will, then you’ll go away for six months. That’s most of the rest of the season. If that happens you can kiss Westmouth United goodbye, you understand? But admit it, say you’re sorry and you’ll probably just get community service. You’ll be back on the team and I’ll smooth things over with United for you.”Another pause while he listened.“Just do as you’re told for once, will you? You’ve already fucked things up with Clarissa, the stuck-up,.